Beate Brigitta Caspari-Rosen
Born: March 14, 1910, Berlin, Germany
Died: July 8, 1995, Hamden, CT, USA
Index to Essays
Introduction by Beate Caspari-Rosen
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Table of Contents
1. Family History
2. 1910 - 1933/34
3. 1935 - 1977
4. 1977 - (?1995)
5. Dr. Beate Caspari - Rosen
6. Addenda
1. Family History
My Grandfather Louis Arnswalder
My Grandfather Jacob Caspari
My Father’s Birthday
An Old-Fashioned Doctor
Tante Paula
My Uncle David
The Blue--Glass Sugar Bowl
Lest We Forget: To my children and to my grandchildren (Sixteen
family members killed in the Holocaust)
2. March 14, 1910 - 1933/34
Birthday
My First Experiment
My Life
The German Civil War
The Garden
My Doll
School
My School Days
An Innocent Love Story
New Years Eve (written New Years morning, 1994)
Purim
A Short Essay on Jewish Holidays
In Memoriam
Proposal
April Fool’s Day 1933
A Wedding
Wedding Trip
3. 1935 - 1977
Different Countries, Different Customs
My First Day in New York
285 Riverside Drive, Manhattan
My Husband, a Medical Spy
Bringing Up Baby
December 7, 1941
Schatzi
Garnet Lake
Odd Places
Travel Adventure
An Excursion to Andorra
A Rented Car
A Mystical Experience?
4. 1977 - (?1995)
An Odd Story
The Good Old Family Doctor
Reading Habits
A Question of Conscience
The Good Old Times
You Cannot Escape Fate
Just a Cold
About Dreams
In Morpheus’ Arms
The Pleasure of Living at Whitney Center
Once Upon a Spring Day
Craft Show, Mattatuck Museum
Pets Not Allowed
News from the Waterfront
News About My Fish
A Brown Creeper
Can Spring Be Far Behind?
The Bird Feeder
Birds
The Swan
Happiness
5. Beate Caspari-Rosen, M.D.
The Eye
Anatomy
The Beginning of a Professional Career
A Modern Greek Tregedy
6. Addenda
Disappointing Teachers
By Car from New York City to Miami and Back
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Introduction
by Susan Joan Rosen
My mother’s essays were written at Whitney Center, Hamden,
Connecticut, for a writing group the Center organized for its
residents. The group was led by an instructor, possibly associated
with Yale University. If I recall correctly the members met weekly,
each participant presenting a contribution. My mother enjoyed
writing, and this weekly get-together was an event she looked
forward to with considerable enthusiasm. Over the years—I
do not know the precise year that her participation began—the
group waxed and waned, and my mother, confonting numerous health
problems, was unable for certain periods to participate. One
of the benefits for my mother is that it gave her the opportunity
to recall significant events in her life. There are extended
accounts of her life in Berlin and also in the United States.
Yet it is evident that as her world began to constrict, the subjects
she selected were closer to home. But whatever the theme she
chose, her indomitable character, her curiosity, her perceptive
incisivie observation is apparent, as is her personality and
character. In reviewing these essays, I regret that I did not
ask more questions about her life, but would she have told me
what was in her heart of hearts? It seems as if she avoided certain
topics, but then perhaps the group she participated in may have
exercised a kind of silent peer censorship. Health, too, may
have limited output. Alas, names are not mentioned in some essays.
Understandably, in certain cases these are not recorded, but
others inadvertently, I believe, were omitted. I would have liked
to learn more about her professional career, her work as an historical medical
researcher, as a ready ear and critic for my father’s ideas,
professional life, and as his co-worker, not least, typing his
extensive writings. And then there is the beloved rural house
in Canterbury, Connecticut. This lovely part of their life is
absent from her essays.
I am extraordinarly grateful for what
is recalled, but castigate myself for not being more inquisitive
and supportive in her endeavors.
17 September, 2007
Susan Joan Rosen
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