Esther Polsky

15-Aug-1917 - 31-Jul-2022

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Posted by Ralph Giannotti | 03-Aug-2022

Dear Ron, Joanne, Larry, Josh, Mandi & Family,
Please accept our sincerest condolences on the passing of Esther.
I had the privilege of meeting Esther and her sister Besse at the office years ago, and still remember their stories with a smile.
A life well lived!
God Bless…

Ralph & Antoinette Giannotti

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Posted by Robert Rubenstein | 02-Aug-2022

When I was 6 years old, I would often go down the alley from my house to Aunt Esther's house. I would knock on the back door and she would always invite me in for cookies. It was great to have such a loving, magical person living so close to me. Aunt Esther was wonderful.

-Bobby Rubenstein

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Posted by Michael Brown | 02-Aug-2022

Believing in yourself and in your abilities is essential to make things happen for you and to be great in life. Being great is not about ego or selfishness. The path to greatness consists of having a strong and genuine desire, a good purpose, and also having good company along the way--people who will help you endure as you walk through life for greatness isn't a one-time effort, it's a lifelong habit.-Always remembering that it is what we accomplish when no one is paying attention that makes the greatest difference in the lives of those we love.

I think these quotes best describe Aunt Esther. Unfortunately her departure will leave a large gap that will not easily be filled and she will be loved by all of us for the eternities.

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Posted by Larry Rubenstein | 02-Aug-2022

The cookie jar. At 4 years old I would ride my bike from our home on Hall Avenue around the corner to the Pokey house. Aunt Esther would always let me take a cookie or two (or three or four) from the cookie jar. Aunt Esther would always tell the story about the day I had fallen off my bike and I arrived at her house with blood all over my face. She wiped away the blood and it turned out that it was only a little scratch. Of course, the cookies made it all better.

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