Beatrice "Bea" D. Siskind Stern

Born February 27, 1922 in Malden, she was the daughter of the late Bernard and Rose (Cohen) Siskind and the stepdaughter of the late Jack Miller. She was the wife of Theodore “Ted” Stern who died in 1991.

Bea was a self-taught artist who excelled in painting the portraits of many friends and family members. She also enjoyed going to the symphony and spending winters in Arizona.

Survivors include her sons Joel Stern of Kingston, Robert Stern and his wife, Vanessa, of Framingham and daughters-in-law, Sandra Stern, of Winthrop and Janet Stern of Scottsdale, Arizona. She also leaves 7 grandchildren, 5 (soon to be 6) great-grandchildren and a number of nieces and nephews.

She was predeceased by her son, Dr. Barry Stern, of Keene, NH and Brookline and her sister and brother-in-law, Evelyn and Isadore Brown, of Del Rey Beach, FL, formerly of Quincy.

The family would like to thank the staff at St. Patrick’s Manor for the wonderful care they provided to Bea over the past two years.

Services will be held at Temple Tifereth Israel, 93 Veteran’s Road, Winthrop on Thursday, October 4, at 11:00 AM. Burial will be in Lindwood Memorial Park, Randolph, MA.

The family will receive visitors at the home of Robert Stern in Framingham on Thursday, October 4, from 4 to 8 PM.

Donations in Bea’s memory can be made to St. Patrick’s Manor in Framingham, the Perkins School for the Blind in Watertown or the charity of your choice.

WE REMEMBER HER

At the rising of the sun and at its going down,

we remember her.

At the blowing of the wind and the chill of winter,

we remember her.

At the opening of the buds and in the rebirth of spring,

we remember her.

At the blueness of the skies and in the warmth of summer,

we remember her.

At the rustling of the leaves and in the beauty of autumn,

we remember her.

At the beginning of the year and when it ends,

we remember her.

As long as we live, she too will live; for she is now a part of us,

as we remember her.

When we are weary and in need of strength,

we remember her.

When we are lost and sick at heart,

we remember her.

When we have joy we crave to share,

we remember her.

When we have decisions that are difficult to make,

we remember her.

When we have achievements that are based on hers,

we remember her.

As long as we live, she too will live; for she is now a part of us.

~ a meditation from Rabbi Sylvan Kamens & Rabbi Jack Reimer