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LeadingAge team meets with Senator Jeff Merkley

Cedar Sinai Park executives recently attended the PEAK Conference in Washinton, D.C. LeadingAge Oregon members (including CSP’s Chief Executive Officer David Fuks) visited the offices of all seven of our congressional delegates this month while in Washington DC attending the conference (a leadership summit and premier event for not-for-profit executives in aging services).

Our great team spoke with our delegates about the key issues impacting LeadingAge members and those they serve, focusing on affordable housing, financing long term services and supports, and adequate Medicare and Medicaid reimbursement for high-quality post acute care.

Hill Visits-Sen Merkely-2015 smallPictured left to right:  Ruth Gulyas, CEO LeadingAge Oregon; Doug Williams, Administrator Westmoreland Union Manor; David Fuks, CEO Cedar Sinai Park; Senator Jeff Merkley; John Davis, COO, Concepts in Community Living; Dena Smith, VP of Housing, Pacific Retirement Services; Corey Hill, Administrator, Marshall Union Manor and Del Zook, CEO Rock of Ages Mennonite Home.



Congrats to our LeadingAge Oregon Creative Writing Contest Winners!

We are thrilled to announce that several Cedar Sinai Park residents were selected as winners in the  LeadingAge Oregon Creative Writing Contest this year. Talented residents of Robison Jewish Health Center and Rose Schnitzer Manor have been participating in the program for many years.

“A written word is the choicest of relics.

It is something at once more intimate with us

and more universal than any other work of art.

It is the work of art nearest to life itself.”

Henry David Thoreau

Cedar Sinai Park is proud to announce the winners from our community who submitted entries in the LeadingAge Oregon Creative Writing Contest. Winners enjoyed a luncheon and presentation of their writings recently, along with other winners from non-profit senior healthcare facilities throughout the state.

Winners from Robison and Rose Schnitzer are:


Barbara Becker Donnner

Rose Schnitzer Manor
Sam Berry, Florence L. Blitch, Marion E. Gans,Martha M. Pomeranz,  Bob L. Lustberg,

Please take a moment to enjoy the winning entry of Bob Lustberg who introduced his piece by telling the audience “If you are under 80, please leave the room”…a bit of humor to set the tone for his take on “Sex Education in the 1920s”.

Sex Education in the 1920’s by Bob Lustberg11029529_1591555911081014_8097124486193437267_o

On July 5, 1925, when I was 5 years old, my mom gave birth to her second child, my brother, Arch. The big event took place at the Bedford Maternity Hospital, which happened to be located just beyond the right field wall of the once hallowed and now defunct Ebbets Field.

My father took me to visit mother in the hospital. I recall standing by her bedside thinking how wonderful she looked holding the tiny bundle of a baby. “Papa,” I asked, “where did the baby come from?”

Now, I should tell you that my father was not a very communicative person. For as long as I knew him, he rarely initiated conversation. In fact, he spoke only when spoken to. His answers to questions were always brief, and if a head movement or hand signal would suffice, he seemed to prefer that sort of response. The question put to my dad by his 5-year old son stopped him cold, and he was his usual silent self for the next few minutes.

Finally he said, “Let’s go up to the roof and watch the ball game.” Up on the roof, we had an excellent view of the game that was in progress.

“Bobby,” my dad said, “yesterday Babe Herman hit a home run. That ball came over the wall and through the window of your mother’s room and there was your brother.” This was the end of my sex education lesson.

Was the explanation thrilling? You bet! Did it make sense to me? And how! In any case, my question was answered, and from that point on, my father considered my sex education complete.

Our Volunteer of The Year

Annette GerardEach year LeadingAge Oregon (the statewide association of not-for-profit and other mission-directed organizations dedicated to advancing quality aging) sponsors the Volunteer of the Year award…allowing member facilities to select a resident who has contributed in a significant way to that facility or campus’s mission and quality of life. We are proud to announce that Rose Schnitzer Manor resident, Annette Gerard is being recognized as Cedar Sinai Park’s Volunteer of the Year for 2014.

Annette moved to RSM in March of 2010 and immediately began volunteering without delay. Greeting residents in the hallways with a smile and friendly hello, Annette can be seen involved in many different ways of giving back to the Cedar Sinai community and the Portland community at large.

She is instrumental in coordinating Purls of Wisdom, a group of RSM knitters who have created over 1300 items including hats, booties, scarves, and afghans which have been donated to JFCS, Raphael House for Battered Women, St. Vincent Neonatal Unit for premature babies,  White Bird Clinic for the Homeless, Breast Friends, and several other local organizations. On a weekday, you can catch Annette in the Stop ‘N Shop greeting customers, arranging displays, makes and donates beads to be sold, and encouraging purchases to those shopping. As a Resident Ambassador, Annette greets new residents, tours potential residents and families, and tries to make moving into a new home as comfortable and welcoming as possible. For the past two years, Annette has chaired the nominating committee as part of the RSM Resident Council.Annette was involved with Seder Plate making, Shaloch Manos gift bag assembly, and is always ready to grab a few friends to help assemble a mass mailing being sent out by various departments. Besides singing in the choir each week, she is also busy tending the greenhouse and its tender seedlings and coordinates the yearly plant sale open to staff and residents.

Congratulations to Annette for her years in volunteering on campus and her devotion to the community she lives in and to her peers. She is our volunteer of the year … all year long and beyond!

Craig Hutchins wins “Caring Spirit” Award!

Craig HutchinsCraig Hutchins, a Certified Medical Assistant at Cedar Sinai Park’s Robison Jewish Health Center has received a statewide award for his positive “can do” attitude with the elders he serves.

Hutchins was honored at the LeadingAge Oregon Annual Conference, held May 18 – 22 in Redmond, Oregon. LeadingAge Oregon is a statewide association of not-for-profit and other mission-directed aging service organizations and communities.

Hutchins received the “Caring Spirit” Award, which recognizes an individual who continuously exemplifies service and dedication in his or her profession within direct elder care.

A Certified Medical Assistant (CMA) and shift supervisor, Hutchins is known for his smile and flexibility around the needs and wants of the residents. His willingness to work as a member of the team for the best quality of care and an excellent work environment for his co-workers is demonstrated on a daily basis. In everything Craig does, his attention to detail, his caring attitude towards residents and his dedication to the highest possible level of care and quality of life proves the commitment he has for the individuals he serves.

About LeadingAge Oregon

LeadingAge Oregon is the statewide association of not-for-profit and other mission-directed organizations dedicated to providing quality housing, care and services to the elderly and disabled. The LeadingAge Oregon mission is to represent and promote the common interests of its members through leadership, advocacy, education and other services to enhance members’ ability to serve the elderly. LeadingAge Oregon members— nursing, residential care, assisted living, housing and continuing care retirement facilities, and senior service agencies— serve more than 16,000 older Oregonians with a commitment to meeting their total needs. For more information, visit

Resident Artist: Olive Eng

Olive EngBorn in San Antonio, Texas, Olive Eng’s parents were originally from the Guangzhou province of China. Olive grew up with a unique blend of both eastern and western influences. The family moved to California when she was a teenager. After receiving her Bachelor’s Degree from UCLA and her Master’s Degree from USC, Olive worked for the LA City Schools for 20 years. When it came time to retire, Olive moved north to Portland and moved into the Rose Schnitzer Manor. She began dabbling in painting, taking collage and water color classes at the Multnomah Art Center (MAC). Over time, Olive really began to develop her distinctive style of art using a blend of paint — both acrylic and water color — colored papers, print material and other mixed media.


Peter Blanchard helps out with Olive Eng’s Art installation at Cedar Sinai Park, with her daughter Caryl Hoffman.

IMG_9233 Olive has shown her work at the Pacific Art Guild in Los Angeles, the Festival for the Arts in Lake Oswego, the Oregon Society of Artists, the Ageless Art Exhibit, part of the Oregon Alliance of Senior and Health services (now LeadingAge Oregon), and in 2011 had her first solo exhibit at Stonehenge Studio in John’s Landing. CSP is excited to have Olive’s Asian Collage Series “East Meets West” currently showing at the Rose Schnitzer Manor.

The General’s Son By Sam Berry

Today we honor our last resident winner in the  LeadingAge Oregon Creative Writing Contest.

Enjoy the winning entry by Sam Berry.

The General’s Son By Sam Berry

He died last year.  His death was featured on the front page of most newspapers and reported on all television stations.  Once again, I was reminded of a little incident that occurred in the summer of 1948 in which he had a part.

At that time, I was employed as a code clerk at the American Embassy in Tehran, Iran. Our relationship with the young Shah, Mohammed Pahlavi, was good and our government sent a mission under the command of an American General to organize and train a national police force or gendarmerie, as it was known.

Film and ReelOccasionally, the General would get an American movie from the States and would invite his staff and the staff of the Embassy to his home for a cocktail party and movie viewing.  At one of these occasions, during the cocktail party of the evening, I stepped out onto the wide veranda of the home to smoke a cigarette.  I was alone, enjoying the cool air and quiet of the early summer evening, when suddenly four children came running around the corner of the house and stopped near me.  I do not know if they saw me standing there but they seemed to ignore my presence. 

The group consisted of two boys about 10 or 11 years old, one boy much taller than the two boys whom I judged to be about 12 or 13 years old, and one cute little girl who was about 8 years old. For a moment they were quiet while they caught their breath, then one of the smaller boys said proudly, “My father is a Major.” The other small boy then announced, rather disdainfully, “My father is a Colonel.” Whereupon, the tall boy stated in a level, very matter of fact tone, “My father is a General.”

U.S. Army Officer Cap Badge

The two smaller boys looked at the tall one with an expression of awe but kept quiet.  So this was the son of our host, the General, I mused.  I had not known he had his family with him in Tehran and did not know he had a young son.  My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the little girl, who not to be outdone by these boys, announced in a loud confident voice, “WELL, MY FATHER.” And stopped. Then, in a normal less confident tone with a hint of hesitation, said, “My father.” And stopped. Finally, almost in a whisper she repeated, “My father.” And stopped again.

I realized she had no idea what her father’s rank was or what he did.  I melted and wished I had some way to assure her that her father was, indeed, a very important man.  Then, as if the show was over, with no visible or vocal signal I could discern, the four of them turned and raced back the way they had come, leaving me to finish my cigarette and rejoin the cocktail party. I never saw any of the children again, until many years later when I saw the tall boy, now grown into a large, self-confident man, on television. Although he was renowned as the Commanding General and hero of Desert Storm, I will always think of General Norman Schwartzkopf as that tall boy, the General’s son.