It Began in Ewing Hall

When we walked into Ewing Hall we already had lots in common –
  • Petite, ‘big city’ girls with strange toes, who loved broadway shows, shopping, sunbathing with our water spray bottles and boys.
  • Both our moms always looked perfect – coordinated with never a hair or scarf out of place.
  • And our birthdays just 4 days apart – of course you were the older one.

We survived:

  • Registration at Rec Hall with its lines and class cards,
  • Sharing a phone in the hall with 7 other girls,
  • American Chop Suey
  • Mock Drum Sticks
  • Ride sheets with strangers, and
  • Blue book exams.

We discovered the power of the centrifugal extractor.
We enjoyed all the taste sensations in Happy Valley:

  • Hi-way Pizza,
  • ‘Phosphates’ in the Hub,
  • Grilled sticky buns at the NCD,
  • Corned beef specials at the Lodge, and of course,
  • the Creamery’s best ice cream.

Besides classes (why did a Consumer Studies major need to take Organic Chemistry?) We found time for:

  • Sit-ins on the Old Main lawn
  • Watching football and gymnastics
  • Jammies,
  • Beer Surfing,
  • Colloquy,
  • Spring Week
  • Painting sets for Thespian shows in the Schwab Auditorium loft. (Envying Arthur’s legs)

We resisted the lure of sororities, and found time to party: Beta Sig, TEP, ADPi, etc.
After we turned 21, no Phyrst for us, we preferred drinking Strawberry Hill at the Scorpion with Erica who?
After graduation Carol went off to Orbach’s in NY while I went to Philadelphia and we adopted each other’s parents and went off to seek our fortunes.
We’ll always remember:

  • the Webster Hotel and its Beau Parlors, it really made a fourth floor walk-up on the upper East side look wonderful.
  • Walking the length of the St. Patricks Day Parade.
  • Changing trains at Yankee Stadium at midnight.
  • Learning to ride a bike.

We’ve been there for each other through good and bad romances and marriages:

  • Fixing me up with the guy who looked like Alfred E Newman, but cute.
  • Letting me marry the wrong guy and standing by me when I came to my senses.
  • You dating cousin Fred, Ed-Weird, and the wrong David.
  • Finally you met the right David and I was so happy to see you walk down the aisle.

Then came Rachel and Sara, the 3 great joys in your life, adding Brad and now your newest love, Maya.
I’ve cherished getting together to celebrate New Years and Birthdays.

  • Seeing shows – like “Les Miserables”, “Bring Back Birdie” (so what if it didn’t open), “My One and Only” with Tommy Tune and Twiggy.
  • The NC Symphony
  • Parties in Crofton, Wilmington and Durham
  • Bette Midler in Las Vegas
  • Floating boobs in West Virginia spa
  • Shopping at the Mall of America, Tysons I and II in one day, outlet malls.
  • Visiting the National Gallery of Art and the Holocaust Museum
  • Watching an Indian wedding one day and a Jewish wedding the next.
  • And I won’t forget getting a speeding ticket after getting lost in Anacostia en route to “Beehive”.

Here’s to my very dear friend with the killer abs and biceps:

  • the only one I know who is disciplined enough to be thinner now than she was in college,
  • who reminds me to exercise to help cope with stress,
  • the angel who helped empty my drains,
  • the sister I was supposed to have.

    Lots of love,
    Lois

Memory from Israel


Love,

Sharon and Bob

Love of Children

My favorite thing about you Carol is your love of children, whether it is enjoying your own, someone else's, talking about teaching child development or just looking through an Anne Geddes album. You love them with her whole heart, I can see it in your eyes and in that funny cute thing you do with your mouth. Happy Birthday Carol! I love you,
Annie

You're As Young As You Feel

When I first was invited to meet Carol and the Newman-Raivetz family at her mother’s 29th* birthday party, it would be an oversight to note that I was not just a tad nervous. I knew that Carol was a disciplined high school educator who tried to make mentschen out of her students. I wasn’t sure how I would fare as someone who was unfamiliar with the kitchen and other areas of a proper household.

Thankfully, I have since had the pleasure to spend two delicious Thanksgivings and many other memorable meals and meetings with my future mother-in-law and I could not be more excited to become her second son-in-law! Her graphing of apartments (via her wonderful daughter) has introduced space appropriate furniture into my apartment, her eye for Sharks has removed the wrinkles from my shirts and her cooking suggestions keep me satiated on nights when Sara is away in the Slope.

Many people say that one is only as young as they feel.

Carol, with your love for your friends, family and community, you truly will be 29 forever! Yom Huledet Sameach, we love you!

Ezra


*Numbers have not been accredited by the Department of the Treasury Office of Standard Accounting Practices.

Talking Rocks?!

Carol -- I know we all remember the bare arms police at the Western Wall; but my favorite was the talking rocks at the Beit She'an ruins and how you could not get the rocks to stop talking!!
Much love for the big 6-0! I do believe it is the best one yet.

Love, Louise

Curriculum-Writing Cookie-Baking Carol!

I first got to know Carol while writing curriculum. I quickly learned that she was good at writing outcomes or anything else I could not put into words correctly. Carol is the most thoughtful person I know. Her life is very busy but she always remembers birthdays or other events in the lives of other people. Every Christmas she makes rugelach for my family (they devour it quickly). Even though I can no longer eat it, she still makes it for my family and she makes me chocolate covered macaroons. Um!

Peg Ferguson

Rugelach

Who can think about Carol without thinking about her cooking – particularly her baked goods. The very first recipe in the dessert section of my recipe book is “Carol Newman’s Rugelach” – the tastiest, most finger licking good rugelach ever! I was first introduced to this rugelach through SOSTY – Carol was the advisor and SOSTY sold rugelach using this recipe. Not having grown up in the “rugelach” tradition, I quickly begged Carol to teach me how to make these delectable treats. She invited Judy Brown and me to her house for a hands-on lesson and demo. Carol’s smooth, silky dough was shaped in four perfect circles – symmetrical, even thickness, etc. We each took a circle, threw some filling on top and proceeded to roll it out like a pizza, using a circle drawn on a paper for a guide. Carol’s “pizza” was completely round and even, Judy’s was somewhat round and mine was a misshapen blob of uneven thickness with a couple of cracks. It was like being a kid trying to color within the line. We then proceeded to cut the dough into 16 wedges. Each of Carol’s wedges was perfectly shaped – nice little triangles with the right amount of filling. Judy’s varied slightly, mine varied considerably but I did end up with 16 wedges (well, maybe 12…) Next we rolled each wedge into a scone; Carol’s scones all looked the same, Judy’s looked somewhat the same and mine cannot be described adequately. Into the oven they went and, as usual, regardless of the shape or size, were as delicious as ever.

I make this recipe all the time – my dough is still uneven, my wedges vary in size and I still can’t roll the dough within the lines of the circle. But these cookies are always delicious and it’s a rare moment when someone does not ask me where I got the recipe. To this I reply, “oh, this is Carol Newman’s Rugelach, she’s a terrific baker!”

Thank you Carol for being such a good friend and for sharing not only your recipes but also your wonderful family with us. We are delighted to be part of this special birthday and we wish you many more years of happiness and joy.

Happy Birthday!
Mary and Phil Kramer

Strut it!

Happy 60th Carol! So glad you can still strut your stuff!
Jenny, Bill, Judy and Chuck