Americo ifewish Periodical Ceder

Iciday, February

CLIFTON AVENUE - CINCINNATI 20, OHIO

8, 1946

DETROIT JEWISH CHRONICLE and The Legal Chronicle

Personal Problems

By W. A. GOLDBERG, Ph.D.

Director, Counselling Service

Copyrighted, 1946, by W. A. Goldberg, Ph.D.
All rights reserved

Your questons in personal problems will be answered
by mail as far as possible or in these columns. Send
your question and a ,,stemped, self-addressed envel-
ope to Dr. W. A. Goldberg, 1314 Eaton Tower, De-
troit 26, Mich. or to the Detroit Jewish Chron-
icle, 525 Woodward Avenue, Detroit 26, Mich.

Veterans! Get Your Education Now!

"My fiance has just returned from overseas assignment and
will 1w discharged soon. The war interrupted his college education
which he would like to finish. Ile doesn't think he can afford to
take two more years out of his life. . . If we get married, I am
w illing to work so he can go back to school. Ile doesn't think it
would look nice for me to work. . . We would like your help."
—11.11. and S.M.

If your fiance doesn't go back to school now, he will perhaps
never return. It is most difficult to return to school when you have
family obligations. A few people do it but they have unusual driving
power. I would say without hesitation: Have him go to school now.
But 1 have several questions to ask you, too.
In my lectures to young people and their parents, I take the posi-
tion that marriage marks the beginning of a new life. That life should
be built upon the strongest known foundation. One such foundation is
a good education for general use and a trade or profession for a live-
lihood. When you have a family, you can find too many legitimate
excuses to avoid school.
During the war, jobs were plentiful and wages unusually high.
No one asked about education. But the working world is today return-
ing to a competitive basis, with more people than available jobs. Em-
ployers will ask for evidence of skill, performance and competence
before passing out jobs.
Without an education, your fiance may be hired as a machine
tender. He could easily remain on that job for the rest of his life. If
he can tend more than one type of machine, he has an opportunity
for advancement. The same experience holds for office work.
With every generation the working world requires more educa-
tion. He can stagnate on a job because he merely puts in his time. He
can also stagnate because he doesn't know enough to meet the next
job level. The greater opportunities are open to those who can dem-
onstrate versatility on several related types of work.

The Dangers of Supporting a Husband
Now for the questions I wanted to ask the bride-to-be. Suppose
you support your husband while he is in school? As a veteran, he will
have tuition and some allowance, but not enough. Suppose he com-
pletes his education and gets to work? Will you be able and willing to
let go of the reins? Will you permit him to be the boss? Or will yon
throw in his teeth that you supported him while he was in school?
I ask these questions because I have seen this happen so many
times. If you feel that you are making a sacrifice for your husband-
to-be, my advice is not to marry until your fiance has completed his
schooling. Then both of you will be on the same footing. But if yo:]
wish to marry and support him, as your contribution to a joint ven-
ture, your marriage, you are safe to go ahead. Many a man has used
a woman's support for his education. Then he discarded her. In my
experience, the fault was often mutual. If your husband is in school,
his first attention will be his studies, for several years. Are you cer-
tam you can take this for several years?
It your heads are sound, if your objective is firmly in sight, then
get married. Your husband will complete his education. You will both
be richer for this mutual aid, for the sacrifice toward a mutual ven-
ture. At the same time, you will have lived as normal human beings

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Box

Seeks Relatives

Dear Sir:

I am a stranger to you. I got your address through a friend who
said you might be able to help me.
I certainly hate to impose on you. However, we have received quite
a few letters from a boy, Marton Glazer, who was born in Maramoros
Glod, Roumania. He is now in a concentration camp in Germany and
I am sure that I don't have to tell you how much sufferim, he has
gone through. He has only one aunt whom he remembers. Her name
Tillie Sacs. She lives in Detroit, Michigan and was born in Mara-
ris Batisze, Roumania.
I beg of you to try to find some kind of information about this
Oman since it is his only relative and his only hope.
Perhaps you are wondering how I heard about it. I have nephews
and nieces in the same concentration camp and through them he wrote
to me to get in touch with her. I have letters for her from him.
It you can get in touch with her or give me some information, I can
perhaps mail her the letters.
I thank you very much, God will help you.
FRANK YOUNGER, 919 N. Marshall St., Philadelphia 23, Pa.

Filibuster Editorial

Dear Editor:

So They Tell Me--

Page Five

WCMASI CF THE WEElic

By LOUIS W. ENFIELD

A well-known Detroit lady in
the advertising business tells the
story of how she visited Wash-
ington and went to the White
House.
At that time, she had a little
boy who was four and a half years
old. In the course of explaining
the road to greatness to him, she
had told him that if she ever went
to Washington, she would take
him to see the president.
The time did come and, one
day, the lady, her husband and
the little boy found themselves in
Washington for a three-day stay.
And the moment they arrived in
the capital the little boy piped up,
"Mummy, you said you would
take me to see the president."
The lady was nothing if not de-
termined. So she got on the tele-
phone and tried to find out what
was what. She did find out and
what she learned was none too
good. There were certain days on
which the president saw the pub-
lie. Approximately a thousand peo-
ple would gather in a big hall and
wait for hours to file past and
shake the presidential hand.
For a lady with a four and a
half year old boy, this was un-
thinkable. Besides, the child would
hardly be impressed with such a
visit. Nevertheless, when she came
back to the hotel room, the little
tot piped up once more.
"Mummy, when are you taking
me to visit the president?"
In desperation, the lady sat
down and wrote to President Cal-
vin Coolidge in the White House.
"Dear Mr. President," she wrote,
"I prdmised my four and a half
year old boy that if I ever came
to Washington, I would take him
to see the president. I have never
failed to keep any promise I ever
made him from a piece of candy
to a whipping. Is there any way
in which you can help a lady in
distress?"
The day passed. No reply. The
next day passed. Still no reply.
Came Friday and the train tick-
ets were for six o'clock. At three
o'clock, the child looked doubt-
fully at his mother when he was
told to get ready to leave.
"And we don't get to see the
president?" he asked.
Just then the phone rang. It was
the desk clerk calling. "There's
a messenger for you from the
White House," he was saying. The
lady rushed down and took the
message. It was in the form of a
letter on White House stationery.
It invited her and the little boy
to visit the president in one hour.
Her husband was not in. She
looked frantically in her purse
and found exactly nothing. She
was so excited she didn't know
what to do. Fortunately, the little
boy had been cleaned from top to
toe pending the trip. She herself
was also dolled up.
She rushed down and borrowed
a quarter from the clerk and set
out on the street car. Delay was
interminable and when she arriv-
ed at the White House, she was
seven minutes late and the presi-
dent was gone.
However, at sight of her down-
cast face, a kindly secretary gave
away a presidential secret.
"Mr. Coolidge just left," he said.
"You might still catch him at the
top of that stairway."
The little boy rushed up the
stairs, saw a gentleman at the top
of it, and tugged at his coattails.
It was the president. Mr. Coolidge
was a perfect host. He took the
little boy down to his office and
let him sit in the presidential
chair. He took him out on the
lawn and showed him the White
House dogs. He showed him
around the place for fifteen min-
utes. Then he gave him a little
letter written to the boy and sign-
ed it with his own name.
Twenty years have passed and
the little boy, just returned from
the navy, still counts among his
most precious treasures a letter
written to him from the president
of the United States.

Charming, personable, vivacious Sadie J. Feldstein, executive
secretary of the Zionist Organization of Detroit, is saluted by the
CHRONICLE as the Woman of the Week.
Mrs. Feldstein was born in Detroit and has lived here almost all
her life. She went to Central High School in this city. As a child, she
went to the Temple Beth El Sunday School and to Hebrew School with
her brothers.
Exodus Made her Zionist

At the tender age of seven, she became a Zionist.
"I had a Sunday School teacher whose name was Rose Barlow
Weinman," she said reminiscently, "and she presented the story
of the Exodus from Egypt so vividly that I have never forgotten
it in all these years. I fell in love with Palestine when I was seven
years old and I have been a strong Zionist ever since?'
Music, too, had a great fascination for her. At the age of twelve,
she decided to become a violinist
and studied that instrument in-
tensively.

"I never was talented enough
to be a professional at it," she
sighed, "but I did get a great deal
of fun and enjoyment out of it.
I continued playing until some
years after my marriage. Then, as
Zionism became more and more
the absorbing interest of my life,
I found I had no time for playing.
I gave up my music, gave up my
social life; in fact, I gave up ev-
erything else except my house-
keeping for the work I am now
doing.

While Mrs. Feldstein was still
in high school, the Hadassah was
organized and she became a char-
ter member. However, fund rais-
ing alone did not satisfy her. She
became very much interested in
the political side of Paelstine and
soon entered the field of general
Ja,k 131gelman—Staft Photog.
Zionism. In 1930, when Simon
MRS. SADIE J. FELDSTEIN
Shetzer was president, she was
appointed secretary of the Zionist Organization of Detroit and has
remained in that capacity ever since.
Her duties are multitudinous. In addition to getting out all the
clerical work, she also makes recommendations for officers and mem-
bers of all committees of the organization. It is one of her tasks to
see that the Balfour Ball takes place every year and is a success. On
her shoulders rests the success of the membership drives and the
expansion fund drives. She is active in the work of the American
Christian Palestine Committee. She is also constantly being called on
for information and inspiration on the subject of Zionism. In between
times she sees that the Zionist bulletin goes out to all the members.
Asked about her feelings on the subject of the disturbances
now taking place in Palestine, she gave an unexpected reply.
"When martial law was placed on Palestine last week," she
said, "I held my head high when I walked down the street. I felt
proud because for the first time in 2000 years, Jews were fighting

back."

Family All Zionist
Her husband and all her brothers are as strongly Zionist as she is.
In fact, no member of her family is outside of the Zionist fold. Mrs,
Feldstein herself is also a member of the Women's Division of the
American Jewish Congress. She was the first secretary of the Detroit
section of the American Jewish Congress, as well as the first secretary
of the Detroit Zionist Council.
Turning to local things, Mrs. Feldstein is a great believer In or-
ganized community work. In that connection, she admires the Jewish
Community Council and predicts a steady increase in its importance
in the future.

"The most important thing about the Council is that it is in a
position to contact all Jewish units and, in a democratic manner,
to voice the opinion of them all."
Her hobbies are reading and music. She reads practically every-
thing that comes out and is a fairly good authority on American pol-
itics as well as on almost any phase of Zionism. She has a weakness
for murder mysteries and is familiar with every kind. Since she is In
the habit of sleeping only about three hours every night, she reads as
many as three books after she retires. In addition to reading at night,
she thinks out all her daily problems and makes careful notes on what
to do about them.
Mrs. Feldstein does not play her violin any more but she still loves
music and listens to it as often as possible. She prefers symphonies
to operas. She is married but has no children.
She does all her own housework except the washing. Asked
whether she knew any special recipes for tasty dishes, she waved the
subject away with an impish smile.
"My husband says I'm not a good cook." she said, "but he eats
everything I give him and I can't say that he's especially thin."
Asked her opinion about great personalities, she went way back
into Biblical days.
Greatest hero Is Moses

"My greatest hero in history," she said, "was always Moses.
His courage in the face of difficulty is always inspiring to me.
When I think of how he organized 600,000 slaves into a free fight-
ing people and of his leadership in adversity when that people
lacked courage and wanted to turn back, I feel uplifted in our
present fight. I feel sure that our people must have had, then as
now, many Jews in high places who put every obstacle in their

way.
"There is courage to be derived for people who will never see Pal-

estine as he never saw it. Some day, I hope to go to Palestine myself,"
she continued, "but it doesn't seem probable that I will."
Works With Young Zionist*
The only help there Is in the office Is volunteer help but that is
all the more pleasant because it is so willingly and faithfully given.
In fact, Mrs. Feldstein derives some of her greatest pleasure from
working with the young Zionist groups in the city.
"They all feel at home here in the °the•," she said. "I treat
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rushed Into a delicatessen store
more from them than the) do front me."
and asked for some corned beef,
She regrets that she is unable to understand Hebrew.
The shopkeeper seized a juicy
"1 went to Hebrew School with my brothers when I was a child
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With reference to your editorial on the Filibuster on the FEPC
bill it is encouraging to see some action by your paper.
I would suggest a better method and that is to print a letter in
card form in your paper so that people could clip this and fill In the
name of their senators and congressmen and mail it to them. This
I am sure would do more good than waiting for people to write
pr rsonal letters.
Yours truly,

