|After lending her distinctive voice to the world
for nearly 69 years, Anne Barasch died at South Austin Hospital on January
27, 2001, where she had been admitted
following the rupture of a cerebral aneurysm.
A true blue, yellow dog Democrat, she is survived by her sister Marlene Eskin of Austin, cousins Michael &
Diane Marinoff, Nathan & Jordana Marinoff, Sarah Marinoff, nieces Arlene
Lyons, Barbara Barasch, Carole Barasch, and Debbie Tucker, nephew Gerald
Tucker, sister-and-brother-in-law Alice and Bernie Barasch, five great nephews,
three great nieces, her cats Newby and Gypsy, Taylor the wonder dog, and
so many friends that counting them would require an undertaking more time-consuming
than the Supreme Court would ever sanction in America.
Ms. Barasch was the daughter of the late Rose and Phillip Eskin of Lubbock, Texas.
She was born May 15, 1932, in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, and raised in Lubbock. After graduating from Lubbock High School in 1948, she headed to Austin to lend her unique blend of smarts, sass, and style to the theater arts department at the University of Texas, where she received a BFA in drama. Returning to Lubbock, she took graduate courses at Texas Tech University, worked as Coordinator of Volunteer Services and Public Information Officer for the Lubbock State School, and served on the Lubbock County White House Committee on Children and Youth. For her work, she was awarded an Outstanding Community Service Award by the Lubbock Women's Club.During the 1970s and 80s, Ms. Barasch held a number of positions in Missouri, working first as a legislative coordinator for the Missouri Housing Development Commission in Kansas City, a research analyst for the Missouri Senate in Jefferson City, and as assistant director of the Association of Independent Colleges and Universities of Missouri in St. Louis, where she was instrumental in the development of the Missouri Student Grant Program. In 1989, she returned to Austin to work for Refugee Rights and was most recently a disability adjudicator for Texas Rehabilitation Services.
Wherever she called home, Ms. Barasch contributed her gifts as an actress. Friends remember with fondness Ms. Barasch's calls informing them that she was "treading the boards again" each time she landed a role in a community theater production. In St. Louis she was a founding member and served on the board of directors of two local theater groups: Voices Fore and Act, Inc. Most recently, she garnered critical acclaim from family and friends as a songstress for her drop-of-the-hat performances of "Smoke Gets in Your Eyes."
She will be remembered for her love of music, poetry, literature, flowers, animals, and people, Republicans included. Her acerbic sense of humor will be missed. A voracious reader, she possessed a vocabulary so vast it often caused people to pause, awestruck. Those who survive her now stand a chance at winning a game of Scrabble.
Having hung on in the hospital for over a week, her final passing coincided with the sound of her sister reading from the Collected Poems of Emily Dickinson. For those she loved, for those who loved her, may the Belle of Amherst's words prove true: "Love is like Life--merely longer."
Anne loved music,
art and the songs of birds. She loved bubbles
and cats and wind-up toys, and most certainly
life. But her real
passion was the magic and beauty and power of
She loved bubbles
and cats and wind-up toys,
and most certainly
But her real
passion was the magic and beauty
and power of
... her life was one of love, grace, humor and a very acerbic wit ...
...Anne was one of those who treasure people, life, literature, the
arts and the spirit of caring - she was a rebel who sought to enjoy life while pointing out what we can do to improve it.
...What a diverse and exciting life she had and so many wonderful accomplishments.
...what a class act she was in life and in the leaving.
...Anne was sparkling, energetic and warm. I am deeply sorry that she is gone.
I am deeply sorry that she is gone.
...Anne was smart, articulate, tough, strong, tenacious and determined. How she loved a good story!
...Anne was the real thing, and I will miss her a lot.
...There was only one very unique Anne.
...I knew her heart and her fierce intelligence
and her loyalty and wit - I know her spirit, and now I have another angel.
...Damn, I miss her.
|... and from a sister
Anne lied to me about the dishwasher. When I moved down here she told me it was broken and she didn’t want to replace it. So for 5+ years, every night I washed the dishes by hand. A few weeks ago I discovered that it was never broken. Anne loved the basics – and to her, dishwashers were too progressive. She simply didn’t like them. I view it as a joke on me – but every time I flip that switch, I get the last laugh. Maybe.
My sister was exceptionally creative.
One example was how she dealt with her second mastectomy. Now she had a balanced flat (very flat) chest, and needed a pair of prosthetics. Every source she checked sold the prosthetics as a single unit and each unit is pretty expensive. This really bothered her, so she took it on as a project – and ended up on the internet on a cross-dressers’ site, where she found the prosthetics by the pair, and at a significantly reduced price.
Anne was “there” for my entire life.
There was never a moment when I didn’t have a sister. When we lived in different cities, we had frequent long telephone conversations. When we lived in different countries, there were long, wonderfully descriptive letters. It’s so hard to believe that
I can’t pick up the phone and call her.
What do I miss most?
I miss laughing. Almost every day something would send us into laughter so intense that we would race for bathroom with tears streaming down our faces. We called these our “Depends moments”.
©Copyright 2001 by Marlene Eskin
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