Bertha Ross

Now I remember Bert Ross clearly. In 1957, we drove, (Louis Ross, Margaret Ross and me to LA from St. Louis. We stayed with "Fivey" Phil and Bert, in Encino, through Passover. Sharon was a little younger than I was. There was a convent at the beginning of their street, and Sharon and I decided to visit the nuns.

Which we did and we were welcomed sweetly by the sisters. Bert was a great cook and generous hostess. Phil used to say that her accent became more British when she had visitors.

Bert was a tiny woman with lovely blue eyes. Very easy to love. Phil had a great sense of humor. They were a special couple.

Earlier I was thinking of Helen Ross, mother of Roz Rovack and Jay Rovack.