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Over the course of my four years in college, I visited with the Prevor family on other occasions. One year, she invited me to go with the family to Curaçao, and I enjoyed  ying  rst class on a 747 down to the island. I had my  rst taste of escargot at a fancy restaurant in Curaçao, courtesy of Mrs. Prevor.
Throughout the years after school and when Jim and I  rst started working together, Mrs. Prevor continued to express her affection. She was so remarkably kind and generous. She bought me shirts for my birthday. She always took the time, even to this day, to write a hand-written personal message on my birthday cards and tell me what she liked about me.
My other observation of Mrs. Prevor was that she had a certain level of constant energy — she walked fast, with intention. You never got the impression that she was ever weary or worried. Her brain was always active, and she always seemed in control.
But the most important thing that stood out in all of my years of watching Mr. and Mrs. Prevor together ... the thing that struck me the most was the way she acted toward her husband. She demonstrated HOW to love.
It makes me think of the way the word “love” is often not fully understood or appreciated. In watching Mr. and Mrs. Prevor, you get the meaning of the word LOVE as a verb — to love.
When Jim and I had a little success in our business, I wanted to give my mom a present for Christmas...
Mrs. Prevor took me shopping for a mink coat. It was something I thought would really show how much I appreciated all that my mom had sacri ced for me. So, Mrs. Prevor and I spent an entire day shopping, both on Long Island and in the City ... She taught me how to shop, what to look for, how to place the right value in things, how to politely ask questions, how to  nd the right coat perfect for someone who had never had a mink. It was a day I have never forgotten. And my mom still wears that coat every Christmas.
Years later, she and Mike took me to dinner and to the Broadway show, Les Misêrables, for my 30th birthday.
Roslyn Prevor and Ken Whitacre
The word goes far beyond the noun, love, which is the feeling you derive from another person. It is how you ACT when that person is NOT around. How you SHOW that person your feelings. You love — the verb — by DOING things that express that verb — TO LOVE. I AM loving you right now. I am conducting my actions to show my feelings of love.
You don’t have to say it. In fact, it was rare that you saw Mr. and Mrs. Prevor saying I LOVE YOU or performing Public Displays of Affection like one hears about in high school.
You SAW it in their actions. You saw them communicating kindly when they were together; you saw them speaking the same narrative of what brought them together, showing appreci- ation and mutual admiration of where they are
She helped me in choosing the house I live in today. She gave me decorating advice and bought a china cabinet for my new home. Just a few years ago, she came to our London Produce Show, and somehow word got out that I forgot to pack a tie. Within
hours, Mrs. Prevor had a few ties for me to wear.
There was a time when Mrs. Prevor worked for Jim and me. We actually had her name on our masthead as Roslyn Dale, Circulation Manager, which basically meant she cleaned up the list of our subscribers, checking spelling, titles, and company names. But since she also had been a schoolteacher, we asked
her to read a few articles.
But when she came to the of ce, the  rst thing she did was
clean Jim’s of ce and organize his desk. To this day, we could still use her help!
The one thing I really loved about her being in the of ce was that she was so sel ess. In addition to giving Jim everything he needed to make his work easier, it was encouraging to have her complementing my editing and use of alliterative words for headlines. She recognized my artistic abilities and saw that I was also good at getting things done.
There also were occasions for family events that I was honored to attend. At parties, Mrs. Prevor was extremely gracious when people complimented her. She always dressed elegantly but never drawing attention to herself. Most of the time, a compliment on jewelry was returned with a simple thank you and that it was a gift from her husband.
This was a woman who did not seek attention or adoration. She was con dent in being herself without any pretense.
now, and how they got to where they are today, through the tougher times.
It was on the last day of Mike’s life that I witnessed so much love she had for him. Even when it must have been the absolute saddest day of her life, it was Mrs. Prevor who was consoling me!
I stood outside the of ce bawling on the phone with her, helping me get through my own struggle with Mike’s death. Her love for him was so strong that death was only an obstacle in how she could express her love for him in the future. That is what got us both through that time.
I hope that when this day of mourning is over, everyone here will continue TO LOVE Mrs. Prevor and TO LOVE one another a little bit more in the same generous way she demonstrated it to me.
Eulogy written and delivered by William Prevor
Grandma Roz was an amazing person. Every Hanukkah — and really whenever we could — we would beg Grandma Roz to make a batch of her amazing potato pancakes. They really were the best potato pancakes I have ever had, and I know for sure that others who tried them would agree.
When I was given the opportunity to say a few words today about why I loved Grandma Roz and what made her so special, I started trying to think about what, speci cally, I could say ... what, exactly, made her such a great person. As I went through my memories, her potato latkes did come to mind, and I tried to think about what made them so great.
It has been a few years since she last made a batch due to her strokes, but I remember distinctly how good they were, and so I

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