January 23, 1932 – May 27, 2019
Beverly S. Rosen, 87, of Providence died Monday, May 27th surrounded by her loving family after a short illness.
Beverly was born in Providence, RI to Julius and Sadie Schwartz on January 23, 1932. She called the city home while an educator for over 30 years, mother of two adoring children, beloved grandmother, world traveler, and involved member of the art community.
As a lover of the written word, Beverly was a passionate educator of English, as well as an avid reader of fiction and poetry. Additionally, she regularly met with a journaling group for several decades. There were many activities she did to express her creativity including painting classes at Hamilton House with an emphasis on making vibrant still lifes and watercolors. Beverly was happiest when she was doing activities with her friends or family and had many happy times on trips to the beach, hiking, or sightseeing with them.
Beverly was an involved, loving, and deeply caring mother to her children Brauna Rosen and Jennifer Edge. She is also survived by her three grandchildren, Alex, Joel, and Rebecca. The family would like to express their gratitude for the excellent care and incredible staff at Hope Health Hulitar Hospice Center. In lieu of flowers, donations can be made to the Hospice Center at 1085 N Main St, Providence, RI 02904 in memory of Beverly. Please visit https://www.hopehealthco.org/ways-to-give/memorial-giving.
- HopeHealth at Philip Hulitar
- Memorial Service Sunday, June 2, 2019
June 4, 2019
My heart goes out to you, Brauna and Jenny! Your Mother was a wonderful woman and I am so glad that that I got to know her when we were all growing up in North Bennington. She was so kind, brilliant, warm and welcoming! My love and condolences to you and your families.
June 2, 2019
I have had the great pleasure of getting to know Beverley through painting at Hamilton House. I was the novice and she the one with lots of experience when I joined the plein air group about 5 years ago, under Ida Schmulowitz' tutelage. Over the last year and a half, I've been happy to pick her up at Wingate on Friday mornings, and take her to Hamilton House or to some outdoor meeting place where we painted for several hours each week.
Here are just a few things that I admired about Beverley: she was real and took a real interest in people; she had a lovely sense of humor; in spite of physical struggles, she always did as much as she could for herself, including, on occasion, (to my dismay) deciding to lift her push cart (full of paraphernalia) into the car; she mentioned wryly that it was annoying trying to get her body to do what she wanted, but she never seemed to complain; she took her many intellectual and creative pursuits seriously to the end.
Beverley loved her painting buddies and going to Hamilton House. I know this because of the considerable effort that she put in, in order to keep it up. As you know, she had a hard time getting going in the morning. But the group started early. And Beverley, over time, altered her routine in order to be ready to go when I arrived to pick her up. I know that it wasn't easy, and I really appreciated that.
I'm pretty sure that I will always be able to conjure up her twinkling smile and her voice, when I called her each week to check in about Friday pick up: "Beverley here," if I got the answering machine; or, "He lo o, Sarah Quinn" if I reached her directly.
I'll miss her.
June 2, 2019
As Bev's co-worker in the Fall River schools for over 25 years, I saw her give generously of intelligence, energy and compassion to the cause. Several generations of Fall River students were the beneficiaries.