In memory of
ROSMARIN--Samuel, M.D. 1920-2016. There were so many good times and such certain love and support from our father. He died on October 10, not wanting to let go of the people in his life: our family, Muriel our lost mother, and Sondra. He understood and forgave transgressions. He clarified others' chaos with simple, gentle sentiment. People, not stuff, made his life true. He wanted little for himself, but was generous with his warmth and all he had. He played tennis until 93, wielding our mother's ancient giant racquet. He deemed medical tape just fine for the handle wrap; his big hands had a firm grip---as did he until just before death. He was our fount. Double dactyl poems were penned for birthdays. Times puzzles confounded only by dint of pop culture clues. His compulsion, his happy affliction, was to pun (he dubiously claimed to self-censor) and to translate names. Verdi was just Joe Green--and on and on. He amazed our mother, reciting Milton and Shakespeare, which he memorized the summer he was 15 (along with teaching himself calculus) to win the Renssalaer Scholarship and afford Cornell that fall. He forgot nothing: the bones of the wrist, events and obscure town names from family vacations, irregular French verbs. He was a dismissive atheist, but he lived Browning's, "Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp, Or what's a heaven for?" Samuel Rosmarin was born in New York City on September 12, 1920. He was Phi Beta Kappa his junior year at Cornell, matriculating to Long Island College of Medicine (now Downstate), graduating at 21 and practicing medicine until 78. He served as a neurologist and psychiatrist in the Occupation Army in Germany and trained in Child Psychiatry at Boston University School of Medicine. He practiced in White Plains, NY, was president of the Westchester Psychiatric Society, and was medical director of the Summit School in Nyack from 1974 to 1998. There, hundreds of children were treated by staff whom he taught that milieu is as powerful as drugs. He is survived by children David, Amy and Abby; their spouses Deborah, Ken, and David; grandchildren Samuel, Daniel, Elliot, Spencer, and Perry; sister Blossom; brother Gerald; and step-grandsons Jesse and Todd. Also the friends who counted us lucky he was our father, people who came to him for counsel, and the many to whom he was gracious.
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