Naomi, I met your mother only once, toward the very end of her life, and was immediately taken by her wit and grace. When I came across this article in 2007, I was deeply saddened that we would be unable to renew our connection. Today I walked through Leah Cohen Lane south of Bloor Street and thought of her again -- and so looked up this article. Thank you for writing it; I have never forgotten Leah.