As a teen, he would go to Johnny Rockets in South Beach and claim it was his birthday every three months until the manager got wise. He had a flair for fashion and always looked the part. He once made $100 for skinny dipping on a dare in the Atlantic Ocean. We spent many times walking the boardwalk in Atlantic City where he had many an adventure. In those years we also went to NJ many times to see our family. His Bubbie, my mother, was especially proud of him. Gershon and Sarah were such stars and made a fantastic team. Many of you here today attended their B’nai Mitzvah and have been in our lives forever. In addition, he along with his band members performed a few cool songs at the event. Gersh did a spectacular job along with Sarah on their B’nai Mitzvah. He had talent in art and played a mean guitar. He had good times with friends in school, Hebrew School, camp and traveling. I remember him at three years of age telling me over and over again, “Mommy, you’re so pretty.” At age five, Gershon was chosen to be in a feature article about children’s names in the Miami Herald. A blond hair, blue eyed gorgeous child, he was charming and a ladies’ man from the start. We named our beautiful boy Gershon after my father Gershon who died in 1970. I have to tell myself that Gersh lived a full 38 years. Now I feel this emptiness that will never leave. Sometimes he was angry, blamed others for his fate in life and was depressed. And the drugs like a cancer got him in the end. He was upbeat and always had another plan. Through it all, he still tried and persisted. However, he never seemed to be able to get ahead and turn it around. As the years went on, his friends deserted him, jobs didn’t work out and relationships failed. He even helped others with the same problems. He tried so hard to beat the addiction over 19 years with the detoxes, rehabs, counseling, halfway houses and sober living. Gershon had a lot of bad breaks in his life with the drugs taking over – crushing and consuming him. Even though he has been struggling with addiction for 19 years, I was not ready for him to die. I don’t know how I’m going to live on without Gersh. 1.On December 4, 2022, with a broken heart and an empty soul, I gave this eulogy for my son Gershon who died of a drug overdose on November 30, 2022 one mile away) The Water Fountain (approx. 0.7 miles away) Suburban Park 1895-1905 (approx. 0.7 miles away) Yodkins-Morin Memorial (approx. Farmington (within shouting distance of this marker) Yodkins-Morin Memorial Park (approx. At least 8 other markers are within 2 miles of this marker, measured as the crow flies. Marker is at or near this postal address: 1 Monteith Drive, Farmington CT 06032, United States of America. Located in front of Farmington Town Hall. Marker is at the intersection of Montieth Drive and Farmington Avenue (Connecticut Route 4), on the right when traveling east on Montieth Drive. Marker is in Farmington, Connecticut, in Hartford County. A significant historical year for this entry is 1812. This historical marker and memorial is listed in this topic list: Military.
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