I had planned to continue with my series of misfortunate events in my “Beijing Diary” feature. However, last week I lost my uncle, Howard Nevison.
He had an impressive career in music, in Opera, and as a Cantor, in North America, Europe, and Israel. He had also been accused (falsely) of a monstrous crime, hideous enough to have destroyed his career and his name.
Uncle Howard was always supportive of my creative and artistic endeavors. He was an emotional support when my father died, and even supported me financially in times of duress.
I don’t want to say much more, except that I never recognized any evil in him. To me, he was simply my beloved uncle.
I will miss him.
And it pains me that I am trapped in China, unable to have attended his funeral, or sit shiva with my family.
You can read more about his life and career here.
Regular service will be resumed next week.