Social Affairs: Mrs. Walter Sanger Morrison

Some love settle softly. It does not ask to be remembered. It simply remains.

My Bubbe — my Grandmother, my Savta, my Nonna — Mrs. Pauline Sanger Morrison lives in that tender, quiet place within me where wisdom rests and strength hums beneath the surface.

On Mother’s Day, I do not reach for her loudly. I meet her stillness. In the soft pause before a prayer.

Classy with wisdom, always. Even now, her presence feels like a gentle light — steady, calm, a quiet guidance that asks for nothing and gives everything.

I honor in ways. A breath. A memory. A moment of gratitude for the love she offered and the lineage she shaped.

With love,

Cantor Sanger’s Granddaughter,

Jennifer Nicole Nelson, Principal Designer