Marni

Early yesterday morning, December 18, 2024, my wife, Marni Bakst, finally lost her two-year battle with cancer. After what has been an amazing forty-five years of marriage I don't think I can fathom or put into words much of this yet. Maybe with time and a little distance I'll find it easier to describe this extraordinary artist, feminist, wife, and mother, but for now I want to thank you all for your patience and kind words.

Yours,

Bill

Marni and Bill, wedding morning, May 6, 1978

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A Poem for Mom by Sadler Bakst

In the beginning, we shared a heartbeat.

Then, with your mind standing confidently at the helm and your body diligently assembling mine, your love embarked on a pilgrimage.

This love emerged from the corpus striatum, a collection of basal ganglia doing God's work deep in your sub cortex. In its prime, it was a divine source of neurochemical providence, a splendid little kingdom.

And I was made whole.

Absorbing your blessings like sunlight through a stained glass window.

Sadler Bakst