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DETROIT JEWISH CHRONICLE and The Legal Chronicle

February 18, 1944

STILL AWAY

Examinations Continued
At Hebrew Schools

Home Relief Society
To Hear Philip Adler
On Monday, Feb. 28

Brotherhood Sabbath
To Be Observed by
Temple Israel Feb. 25

By MURRAY J. CUSTER
The class examinations whic h
were started in several of the
I found out I was a Jew when a field organizer for a !Jig or
branches with
of the
United
Hebrew
I was 9 years old. One Sunday anization which was wholly (led- Schools
Brotherhood Sabbath Eve will
Relief Society,
the
beginning
of
The Home
cared
k
to American interests, the
I asked my father why I did not true American interests. He was the semester are being continued. through its program chairman, be observed at Temple Israel,
Last week examinations wer Mrs. Al Weisman, has planned Friday night, Feb. 25 , at 8:30,
go to the little Methodist church going to stay a short time to es-
held in the Philadelphia-Byron
in the small town in Nebraska tablish a unit in our town, before
in the classes of Abraham an interesting. and educational in the lecture hall of the De.
troit Institute of Arts.
where we lived. My father looked moving to other territory.
I Miss R .4 Pie 4; '
Members of the congregation
My father asked him what he t ,I te ' Rose Sittig Cohen branch
at me in a way I did not under-
will bring non-Jewish friends to
stand, and then told me about considered the true American in- i
listen to Cantor Robert S. Tul-
terests to be. Coders looked at in
Schakney's
class,
and
religion.
in David
the David
W. Simons
branch
man's singing of the music of
He said all men worshp a liv- my father as he answered. any ititt,r. the class of Abraham Schad ,
the synagogue and to hear Rabbi
ing god who is all-powerful, all-
"Well, there wouldn't be
Frain preach. The subject of
knowing. This god is worshipped organization like the one I re p- Next Sunday morning, Feb. 20,
the rabbi's sermon will be the
in different ways. Sonic people resent if there weren't a need t 11 o'clock, an examination will
nationally announced theme of
worship Jesus Christ, whom they for it. When I hold the rally ae held in Louis Panush's class
Brotherhood Week, "Brotherhood
believe the Son of God; others here Monday night, we'll talk it b in the Philadelphia-Byron School,
or Chaos".
worship God alone. I belonged to over more clearly; but the main and in Mrs. B. Lehrman's clans.
The Detroit Council of Church-
that group which worships only ides is for all of us to band to at the David W. Simons branch.
es has invited Rabbi Frain to be
God. My friends were of those gether to block the international
its radio preacher on "Brother-
who worship alone His son. I was bankers and the communists. See after the other. Once he took a
hood" over the Little Church of
what I mean, Mr. Gordon?"
a Jew.
the Air program, WWJ, Sunday
No one said anything when he corn cob pipe from the card-
I could not quite understand
back-stand, and smoked it
morning., Feb. 20, at 9:30 to 10.
what difference it made, except finished. Everyone was looking board
for five minutes. When he put it
His subject will be: "Vision of
that I now knew why I (lid not at Coders and my father, and
a New World".
go to church. Being a Jew made everyone saw my father crush his down, he twisted his lips into a
cigarette before he asked. wry smile, and I could just
me different, a situation in which
barely hear hint whisper bitterly:
`How can you tell who an in-
I was glad to be—after all, I was
language fluently. His featured
"Conformity!"
the only one. As I started to go ternational banker is, and a com-
articles in the Detroit News are
We closed late that night.
outside, my father looked at me monist, oo?"
followed closely by many people.
Tuesday, I couldn't go to
"Well, Mr. Gordon, it's easy— school, and when I told my fa-
in a funny kind of way, and said.
Mrs. Irving H. Small, president
"Remember, Peter, you can not they're both Jews. You know- ther that, he said nothing—he
of the Home Relief Society, ex-
tear the Jew from your heart." what a Jew looks like, don't you, only nodded his head. I was in
tends a cordial invitation to all
I did not know what he meant. Mr. Gordon?"
members and their guests to at-
Something grabbed at my heart the back of the store eating sup-
My father, owner of the gen-
tend this meeting.
PHILIP ADLER
per
store, did not make much when he said this; I could not per when my father's three old
Mrs. Sam Marks, chairman of
friends came in. At first they
I
had
if
money, but that was of no con- have said anything
program for its open meeting on war bonds and stamps for the or-
sequence. We did not need much; wanted to. I thought back to the things,
talked only
about they
the ordinary
but soon
told my Monday, Feb. 28, at 1 p. m., in ganization, announces that she
me, 14 ou father about the rally. Coders the home of Mrs. R. Robert Kall- has sold $62,500 worth of bonds
we never went hungry. As I ray y fathe ,
grew older, I learned my father can not tear the Jew from your wa
to date, and that anyone desiring
ston olvd.
B
everyone to join what he man, 242 B W.
was not like the other men of heart." I was suddenly a fright- called
will prec ede the to be serviced with bonds or
rated the American America dessert lunch
stranger,
separated
from
the
pro
the town in many ways. A quiet
p
stamps should call University
Alive Association, but no one, meeting.
man who never gave anyone any people I had known all my life. they said, except old Tom Green-
Mrs. Arthur Gould will intro- 1-3608, which are also sold at
My father's voice broke the tree, even thought of joining it. duce the guest speaker for the every meeting of the Home Re-
trouble, he would close the store
every evening at 6 o'clock— sharp silence.
"He went too far about the afternoon, Philip Adler, the well lief Society.
Do you know what a Jew Jews," they said. "Of course we known writer and world traveler.
close it for sales, that is. There
Announcement is made that
would always be a few men who looks like?"
don't tar much to the Jews—no Mr. Adler, whose topic will be the sewing unit under Mrs.
"Sure I do, Mr. Gordon."
wanted to stay around the fire,
offense meant Gordon, you're all "Russia," is well qualified to Adolph Deutsch's supervision,
The stranger looked more right—but what the heck, no speak on this subject, as he was meets at her home each Thurs-
and talk, and smoke their pipes,
and josh my father because he closely at my father.
,, matter how much we dislike born in Lithuania and traveled day afternoon, and is actively en-
"Say, I'll bet you're a Jew. them, a man's religion is his own extensively in Russia, as well as gaged in making convalescent
smoked only cigarettes—he was
I was glad when my father affair, and we've got to keep it all parts of Europe and the Ori- rolls for wounded service men.
about the only man in town who
hit him. For the first few minutes that way."
did that.
ent. He has made a great study Anyone wishing to join this unit,
Every Saturday night he would my father had the better of it,
In school Wednesday, some- of the Russian people and their contact Mrs. Deutsch at Univer-
other one was younger, thing was wrong—everything was country, and speaks the Russian sity 1-3492.
shut up shop, send me to the but the father
soon tired. As we
and my
weekly (lance, and go to the
strange. Although I felt as I had
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walked
out
into
the cold night, I felt the night Coders started
saloon. 1e could hold his liquor
heard
Coders
call
out,
"The
better than any man around.
talking in the saloon, everything
Whenever an outsider started drinks are no me, folks."
seemed remote. Miss Leslie, my
Cursing, I wanted to go back English teacher, had to call my
boasting that he could drink any
man under the table, my father and do something—what, I did name twice before I answered to
would be pitted against him. My not know, but I had to do some it. As I walked home, I knew
father, who always won, never thing. My father stopped me, and this would always be, because of
bet, but everyone else did, and we went home together. Closer the Jew in my heart.
some people made a lot of money to each other than we had ever
I was glad when my father told
been before, I understood what me he had sold the store, that we
betting on my father.
I was there the night the big my father meant when he kept were moving to New York, from
Packard with the New York li- saying that he had run away, where he came. A week later, we
cense plate stopped in front of not that night, but 16 years be where away from the strangeness
the saloon. The owner came in, fore. He had done it for my of Nebraska, to the familiarity of
and ordered a double whiskey. sake, and he was a failure. When
It was cold the way Nebraska we walked into the house, I saw New York, which I had never
gets that time of year, and a his face in the light, the face of seen.
I soon got used to the noise
man needed a drink like that ... a defeated old man, not the face
of
the
father
I
had
known
and
and
hurry
of New
York,
even
My father and I were playing
though
I never
did get
to like
it.
checkers on the table near the worshipped.
The memories of our last weeks
When Coders
his father
rally in Nebraska were strong, but just
stove (everyone said I played Monday,'
I stayed held
with my
right well for a 15-year-old),
the fellows I as strong were memories of the
when this man came over to in the store. All
fifteen years previous. Yet New
was usually with were at the York was home.
watch.
meeting
with
their
parents.
None
I could tell right off he was
But when someone asked me
one of those big-city busy-bodies, of the men who were always in why I talked in the "funny" way
when he started directing my the store came, and not seeing I did, I replied proudly:
moves in a way no one in town them or hearing them was
"I come from Nebraska,"
ever did, except Tom Greetree, strange. My father smoked a lot feebly plucking at the Jew in
who was excused for this because of cigarettes that night, one my heart.
he was so old. This stranger went
on like that until I could not
stand it, and I wondered at my
father's patience.
I was glad when my father
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finally beat me, and he asked the
stranger if he wanted to play.
The stranger had had two more
double whiskies while we were
playing, and he must have been
affected by them. He was a good
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player, though, and everyone
watched them. They played a
long time, thinking out each
move; I wondered how he could
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play so well with so much liquor
in him. My father would win a
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game, then he would win a game
—all night it went on like that.
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At the end of the last game, the
stranger smiled, and suggested
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they have a drink.
A PROMINENT RABBI WILL OFFICIATE
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They got up together and walk-
I
ed to the bar-rail. Mr. Coders,
AT THE SEDARIM
that was the stranger's name,
acted as if he had nothing
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stronger than water in him. I
wondered if my father could
drink him under. At any rate, I
knew there would not be much
betting if he tried: everyone had
seen the way the New Yorker
could drink.
By this time I kind of liked
Mr. Coders. He kept cracking
jokes. funny little ones, not the
slow drawn-out kind to which I
was accustomed. Everyone took
to him right off—everyone except
my father. It wasn't anything my
father said, or how he acted, but
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