When I was little, Lara was always the "big cousin", the one who knew why and where and what. But most of all I remember her cheeky sense of humour, something she undoubtedly inherited from Uncle Brad. Lara would deliver her humour with a little smile, and it always resulted in big smiles all around. Even though these memories must be from when I was younger than 10, they leave a mark on me now, thirty years later! May Lara's neshama have an aliya and may the aveilim be comforted.
Love
Sandy Tapnack in New York