In appreciation: Ann Arensberg
My Aunt Ann loved Mickey Mouse and Angel’s Envy with equal fervor. Her attention infected you with purpose and fun, and her laugh could sustain you for weeks to come. She was a strong believer in nicknames, and I was forever proud to be her “Clover,” following her around town with utter devotion — and tickled to be related to such a wacky and wonderful woman. I’m furious that she’s gone but so very grateful that she and her signature moccasins walked this earth. Ann, Annie, Tante Ann, Aunt Tan, Ann Grossberg, Ann Arensberg — I loved you very much.