Freed: My mother-in-law had a PhD in life and a professorship in the human heart |
When I married my wife over 30 years ago, I didn’t know she came with a special bonus prize:
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Her mother.
Irena Peritz, my mother-in-law, died at 98 last week. She was a remarkably wise, warm, compassionate soul with the never-ending curiosity and spark of youth.
Over the years, my mother-in-law became my good friend, occasional drinking pal and even my 90-year-plus tennis buddy, as I’ll explain later.
All of the above is particularly amazing given her harrowing start in life.
Irena was a Holocaust survivor who spent ages 11 through 16 fleeing from the Nazis with her family in wartime Poland.
At one point, she and her mother hid out in a gentile family’s hayloft while........