In honor of Beatrice Millman Bazar
Bea did not know me, nor did I have the privelege of meeting her when she was still with us. However, I knew her granddaughter, Roseanne, since I was 14 years old (her being 13 at the time). At that time, I never would have believed that I would be the blessed man who would eventually marry Rosie and have 3 beautiful children with her. Our youngest is named in honor of Beatrice in rememberance of her legacy and her granddaughter, Rosie's, love and admiration of her.
I have not yet met anyone from this side of Rosie's family, however, I am hopeful someday we can meet.
Respectfully,
Daniel Ward