Bertie M. Cohen (nee Smith), 70, of Blauvelt, passed away at home surrounded by the love of her family on Wednesday, November 18, 2020. Beloved wife of Jeffrey J. Cohen. Devoted mother of Samuel Cohen and his wife Lauren and proud grandmother of Elliot. Cherished sister of Linda Early and her husband Thomas, Cynthia Read and her husband Stephen and Leslie Gill and her late husband Paul. She is also survived my many other loving relatives and dear friends.
Bertie was a registered nurse. She last worked as school nurse for the Sleepy Hollow High School.
A graveside service will be held on Saturday, November 21, 2020 at 11 AM at Rockland Cemetery, 201 Kings Highway, Sparkill, NY 10976.
In lieu of flowers, donations in Bertie’s memory may be made to Five Fathers Children’s Charity, www.fivefathers.org.
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From the 307th FSS (Barksdale AFB, LA), our deepest sympathies and condolences on the loss of your beloved Bertie. We made a donation to the Five Fathers Children’s Charity in her memorial and sending healing and loving prayers.
I met and became a sister of Bertie Mae through her sister Lesile. I loved her as my big sisters. Bertie you are gone from this earth, but you left a special touch on my heart just for you love. Rest In Peace. Continue to gut out the bread of sandwiches
Bertie was such a class act. Not only was she a beloved nurse at the high school where I work, but she and I built a strong connection when she helped me through my IVF treatments. I hated those cursed progesterone shots, but Bertie always found a way to spare me pain and make me laugh in spite of my discomfort. And then later, she provided me with a haven in her office to pump and store my milk during the school day. I will never forget her naughty humor, her short and loud laughs, or her deep empathy. I will also miss our conversations about her adventures with her chickens.
Bertie, you got a raw deal and were taken far too soon from us. I’m deeply upset about that. But, if there is another life that awaits us, I know that you will be holding court there, waiting for the rest of us slow-pokes to finally join you. Rest in peace, dear friend.