FROM THE EDITOR'S PEN /
Sara Smiles /
Once again, as has been the case for the past
three years, today I celebrate my birthday and
grieve the phone call I will not receive.
“Beware the Ides of March,” as the saying goes.
Although it may be true in my case, nothing could
have been further from the truth for Sara Kaufman,
also born on this date. Sara was always filled with
ideas, concepts and thoughts which spilled out of
her so fast, you soon realized she was thinking
faster than anyone could possibly talk. Sara became
involved in whatever caught her attention, including
Over the years, as she grew up and I grew
old(er), one gift I could always look forward to on
our shared birthday was her bright, cheerful
mile-a-minute phone call. She never forgot over
these many years, and I never took for granted the
joy I felt when she called.
Three years ago, we lost Sara in a senseless
automobile accident, caused by someone behind her
paying more attention to a cell phone call than to
driving their car. I am saddened by the loss of a
force of nature who I know was on her way to making
a big difference in many lives as she worked towards
entering public life. With the arrival of each
anniversary of her passing, once more I grieve for
Sara’s friends and family members. I scarcely
know how I will be able to get through this day
without our traditional birthday phone call filled
with the life, love and Saraisms that tripped off
her tongue, making me smile no matter what else was
going on in my life.
Please, no matter how very busy you are (and I do
know that we are busy), don’t talk on the cell phone
while driving. Trust me. It’s not worth the pain you
By the way, this column is named after an old
Hall and Oates song for a particular reason. That is
because of a ray of sunshine coming through the
clouds to this loving family. Sara’s baby
sister Daryl is expecting her second child.
Somewhere, Sara smiles.