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The renaissance of Bernardine Rosenthal
How 斗牛棋牌在线 client Bernardine Rosenthal used personal loss to reinvent herself
Bernardine Rosenthal
Karen Gray, 65, is sitting on the terrace of her Vermont home. A field slopes below the house, and on its far borders the likes of crab apple and crape myrtle are in bloom. Her mother Bernardine Williams Rosenthal died just four months earlier, at age 95, and so it鈥檚 natural that Karen doesn鈥檛 want to talk a lot about herself. She wants instead to talk about her mother and the 鈥渟econd wind she had in life.鈥
Many of us think that 鈥渞eimagining wealth鈥 is about figuring out what are the hottest stocks to hold for the coming decade. That鈥檚 certainly one definition. But if we believe that our 鈥渨ealth鈥 is not just what we have in our bank accounts, but also encompasses the 鈥渆nriching鈥 relationships we have with family and friends, then 鈥渞eimagining wealth鈥 can at times result in an unexpected revival and appetite for life itself. That鈥檚 precisely what happened to Bernardine Rosenthal during the last 20 years of her life.
Wealth is not just what we have in our bank accounts
Initially, there was no sign a renaissance would occur. There was only unbearable sadness. In 2002, the husband Bernardine adored, Karen鈥檚 father, died after a long and painful battle with leukemia. Dr. Morton Rosenthal was a 鈥済entleman doctor,鈥 a revered ophthalmologist who ushered in a new era of modern retinal surgery at the New York Eye and Ear Infirmary, where he had served as chairman of its Medical Board and as its Surgeon Director in Ophthalmology.
Like many doctors, however, Mort was a 鈥渢errible patient,鈥 and as the slow-moving cancer took its toll, the burden of his care fell on Bernardine. She was, thankfully, a trained nurse, and her oldest daughter Jeanne, a doctor who had followed in her father鈥檚 footsteps, helped Bernardine through the worst of his decline. She might have stopped working to raise their three children, but over half a century after they married, she was once again a nurse, this time devotedly giving her husband a sponge bath in the final days of his life.
"I've always thought he wanted to die. But Mom kept him alive. He stayed alive for her."
She had let her late husband manage their finances
Bernardine told her children she had 鈥渓ost her compass.鈥 Like a lot of women of her generation, she had let her late husband manage their finances. Bernardine had been raised dirt poor in a tenement and was risk averse. Mort, in contrast, was a research-driven doctor-investor with a good eye for undervalued assets and a feel for when to take a calculated risk
When they were young, for example, Bernardine and Mort lived in Queens, New York, but after the children were born, they wanted to move to a neighborhood with good schools. Mort fell in love with a sprawling 10-bathroom Victorian mansion on the shores of Nassau County, Long Island. Be low the chipped paint and rotting wires, Mort saw what the White Elephant could be. His lowball offer, the most he could afford, was refused.
"Dad was scary smart. Whenever he was interested in something, he would research the subject and become a bit of an expert himself, although he was never afraid to also get external expertise. But if he bought something, or invested in something, it was always highest quality."
A year later, the owner circled back and sold Mort the mansion at his original lowball offer. It was 1964. Jeanne was eleven, Karen was eight, and their brother Ben was four. Initially, Mort and Bernardine couldn鈥檛 afford furniture; any spare cash went into making the house safe. Two electricians teaching at the U.S. Merchant Marine Academy in King鈥檚 Point came by every weekend for a year, rewiring and replumbing the house from top to bottom. Bernardine would pack a snack for young Ben 鈥 who would eventually become a specialist in optical software and the four-year-old would follow the electricians from room to room with his lunch pail.
"One year, my parents bought rugs. The living room, 40-feet long, had oriental rugs and nothing else. My friends would come over and they鈥檇 say, 鈥楲et's go into the rug room!鈥 We would go and do gymnastics across the floor.鈥 Year in and year out, Mort poured sweat equity and cash into the house. The fireplace in the living room was majestic, made of carved wood, but had been painted over many times. 鈥淧ainstakingly, on the weekend, Dad stripped the fireplace down to its natural wood. You could finally see all the beautiful carvings."
He had a feel for taking calculated risks
Flash forward to 2002. The impeccably restored mansion, facing the Long Island Sound, was now surrounded by billionaire neighbors. It was extremely valuable.
But Mort was gone, and it was time for Bernardine to bury her husband. At the funeral, a financially sophisticated relative took Bernardine aside and offered to be of service if she needed financial advice or help managing things. At her children鈥檚 urging, Bernardine eventually followed up on the relative鈥檚 kind offer, and he introduced her to a financial advisor His name was Jos茅.
"She really needed help and what Jos茅 and his team provided was the emotional security she needed. They spent time with her. They answered all her questions. They respected her. They did not treat her like a doddering old lady. Jos茅 would also call me all the time and say, 鈥楬ey, you know, I just spoke to your mother. I want to tell you what I spoke to her about in case she has any questions.鈥 They were unbelievable."
Bernardine knew little about finance, but she was smart, and Jos茅 taught her all about wealth-management But perhaps more importantly, Jos茅 asked the spry 76-year-old what her goals in life were.
She knew little about finance but she was smart.
The first thing she wanted was a simpler life. The massive house in Nassau was too much for her. Backed by Jos茅, Bernardine took on the formidable task of selling the mansion in 2004, before the housing bubble burst, a liquidation full of tax and estate-management ramifications. She then moved to a full-service apartment complex, near LaGuardia airport, with doormen and security and eldercare help to come by every day. When the markets later imploded during the Financial Crisis, and she was full of angst, Jos茅 would regularly call and remind her she had enough funds in her liquidity bucket to comfortably sit things out, until calm was once again restored.
Jos茅 also prompted her to do some soul searching and write her thoughts down in a letter to the family. Through this process, Bernardine decided to start giving her money away efficiently and smartly to the family she and Mort so loved. She had five grandkids. One day, Bernardine announced to the family she was paying half of every grandchild鈥檚 college education.
鈥淪he told us, 鈥楾his is what Dad would have wanted.鈥 But Mom also knew that maybe there wasn't going to be the same opportunities for us that there had been for the post-World War II generation, and I think she wanted to give us all a leg up.鈥
Which Bernardine did in many more ways, from taking the family on memorable vacations to Paris to steadily signing over the tax-free savings Mort had stashed away in various IRA鈥檚, tasks she diligently performed, even in the ambulance on her final trip to the hospital.
But, most importantly, Bernardine worked on herself, all through the twilight of her life.
Bernardine, 鈥渨ho could have been a professor,鈥 devoted herself to the literary life she always craved but never had time to pursue. She took charge of the book club at her beloved Hadassah, the Women鈥檚 Zionist Organization of America, and did exhaustive research and compiled book reports and hosted fundraisers. She invited acclaimed authors, such as Jamie Bernstein, daughter of the late Leonard Bernstein, to read from their work.
Bernardine joined a group for retirees at Hofstra University, a continuing education program, and regularly pushed herself to learn more about the world. She wrote her memoir and in 2020 self-published Under the Noodle String, a remarkably well-written and moving work about growing up poor during the Great Depression. What comes through the pages of the book is Bernardine鈥檚 great appetite for life. Even as a child, this underprivileged girl yearned to escape her tenement life through hard work and financial independence.
The point of all this: Bernardine鈥檚 wealth allowed her to finally fulfill long-held goals, and she had, as a result, a spiritual renaissance when in her 80s and 90s.
"She reinvented herself,鈥 Karen says. 鈥淪he was full of life."
But she was always, to the end, devoted to protecting her family. Karen looks out over the Vermont field erupting in spring and recalls the time her daughter, Katy, married the love of her life, a woman called Dale. 鈥淭hey got married up here. It was the most rustic wedding, and I was kind of appalled. But they didn't want to spend a lot of money on it.鈥
Bernardine couldn鈥檛 have cared less. She could feel that love was in the air. White haired and frail at this point, Bernardine wrote in the young couple鈥檚 wedding book, 鈥淚f anyone tries to hurt you, I will beat them with my cane.鈥
Karen must pause before she can speak again. 鈥淪he accepted and adored them.鈥
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