The Memorable Seventeen

The Braunhart family patriarch and matriarch Lewin Jacob Braunhart and Wilhelmine Zadek Braunhart had four children, Bernhard, Samuel, Sara and Alexander. Between these four - twenty one grandchildren were born, and 17 lived to adulthood.

What are some facts about the 17?


  • One lived his life in a mental institution
  • One committed suicide
  • One was nearly murdered at his business
  • One escaped the Nazis by traveling to Shanghai and Palestine
  • One escaped the Nazis by traveling to England
  • One was born in California
  • Two were murdered in Nazi concentration camps
  • Two were in the German army in World War I
  • One was in the American army in World War I
  • 11 immigrated to America
  • Two never married
  • Two were tailors
  • One owned a hardware store
  • One owned a barber shop
  • One owned a bicycle shop in Germany and America
  • One was a gambler
  • One was a cook in a convalescent home
  • One owned a dry cleaners
  • Only one stayed in Germany after World War II
  • The first to immigrate to America was a seventeen year old girl - all by herself with no one to meet her at her destination.


Every one of these 17 had a story.

Their names, in order of birth date (from 1870 to 1902):

  • Ernestine Bernstein
  • Max Bernstein
  • Amalie Bernstein
  • Cecelia Bernstein
  • Hedwig Bernstein
  • Moritz Braunhart
  • Jacob Braunhart
  • Martha Braunhart
  • Julius Braunhart
  • Harry Braunhart
  • Carl Braunhart
  • Cecelia Braunhart
  • Anna Braunhart
  • Philipp Braunhart
  • Sara Selma Braunhart
  • Theodor Braunhart
  • Frieda Braunhart


Every one of these 17 matters.  Every one of these 17 deserves to be remembered. 

Documenting their lives and their stories is why family history research is so important - in EVERY family.  If we don't, who will?


A Tribute to Lilly


I have never met any of my Braunhart ancestors.  The only person older than my grandmother Celia Heyman Marks who I met, was Celia's father Isidor Heyman, who was married to a "Braunhart" - Ernestine Bernstein. Ernestine died in 1944, two years before I was born. She was the granddaughter of the Braunhart patriarch and matriarch Lewin Braunhart and Wilhelmine Zadek Braunhart. I was too young to make much sense of what Isidor had to say and I didn't see enough of him to develop much of a relationship.

All I know about these ancestors are the stories that have been told and the letters that are nearly a hundred years old that we have had translated.

I have posted often about my great great great uncle Samuel Braunhart, who was beyond feisty, and his convictions coupled with his "loud mouth" often got him in trouble. But he was an honorable man who cared for the "little people." If anyone happened to know both Sam and myself, it would be quite easy to make a connection between our two personalities.  So I am quite drawn to his story and his exploits.

Yet, there is one more Braunhart (of many) that I would loved to have met - and that is Lilly Braunhart.  Lilly was the daughter of Julius Braunhart and his wife Dorka Asch Braunhart. Julius has been identified as brilliant, but also a gambler who deserted his family. Dorka, Lilly, and Lilly's younger brother Lothar, escaped from Germany and were refugees in Shanghai. After ten years, they left Shanghai, then spent part of their time in New York City, but soon moved to San Francisco, the place of my birth.  The unfortunate thing is that I was alive for over 20 years that Lilly and I were both in the San Francisco area.  And we never met, since I didn't know anything about the Braunhart family.

Lilly was a very smart lady.  She left New York City, because her relatives did not understand that she wanted to use her brain in any chosen vocation. I do not know if her brother Lothar and her mother Doris (as she was known) were already in San Francisco when Lilly moved there but they lived together until Lilly married her second husband.

Lilly was married twice - first to a journalist, Alexander Hoorin, who was in Shanghai with her, until Alexander was captured by the Japanese during World War II. Nothing is known about the circumstances of their divorce, but it appears that they were married less than five years. Lilly was also not married for very long to her second husband Jack Rains - it appears that it was less than three years.

Lilly was quite involved with the group of Shanghai survivors who met often. She was educated as a statistician, a rare occupation for a woman in the 1950s. She worked primarily for non-profit and charity organizations, such as the Jewish Relief organization and the United Bay Area Crusade (a precursor to the United Way). From a letter that Lilly wrote in 1984 about her career - "I was able to always make a good living in my field of statistical analysis. That is with the exception of the time after I arrived in New York, when several of my relatives pushed me into jobs which were underpaid. When I started out in San Francisco, my first salary was more than double of the one with which I ended up in New York. Aside from good money, these jobs I held (there were only two over a period of 23 years) offered prestige. Well, the time I lived in New York wasn't one I like to think about. Being an independent person, I hated to be told what to do, but some of the relatives never gave up to do just that."

Lilly was one of the few "Braunharts" that kept in touch with Theodor's widow Lucie Braunhart, who remained in Germany after the war and after her husband died in 1951. From a letter that Lilly wrote in 1983 - "As to Aunt Lucie, I am truly the only one who seems to care about her. Aunt Selma had been the other one. The rest of the family behaved badly and never showed any appreciation for the many sacrifices she made on behalf of the old father and all the Jewish relatives who stayed and later were killed in Germany. She was separated from her husband for 10 years, so that someone stayed behind to look after the old father. When he died, she could no longer leave Germany.  This is quite a story and cannot be told in a letter."

She owned a home quite near the ocean near the Presidio and lived there until she passed in 1997. Lilly was a smart, independent woman, who lived her own life.  Definitely a woman I would have loved to have known.





I Traveled to America - and Didn't Stay

Why didn't Alexander Braunhart stay in America? Alexander traveled to New York City from his home in Schubin, Germany twice! His first trip was May of 1881 and the second was February of 1882.

His brothers Samuel and Bernhard were living in California at the time, Samuel in San Francisco and Bernhard in San Bernardino. Is it possible that they didn't travel to New York and Alexander was alone? He had no other relatives to meet him at the port.

He had his wife Helene and sons Moritz and Jacob at home in Schubin. Was he scoping out America to possibly have his family immigrate? Perhaps we will never know.

Another Braunhart who visited and did not stay was Theodor's widow Lucie Braunhart. Theodor had escaped to Shanghai in the late 1930s or early 1940s. Theodor was of course Jewish, but Lucie was not. Lucie stayed in Berlin to take care of Alexander during the Nazi reign. She hid the old man from the Nazis until he died in 1941. Because of the Japanese blockade, Theodor traveled from Shanghai to Palestine and unfortunately contracted tuberculosis and suffered from malnutrition. After the war, he returned to Germany to find Lucie. Because of his poor health, Theodor finally succumbed in 1951.

Lucie stayed in Berlin for the rest of her life. As of this posting, we do not know her date of death, but she regularly corresponded with her niece Lilly and the last correspondence was dated in 1984.

Lucie traveled to New York City in October of 1956. No one alive today in America remembers her visit. She is remembered by Philipp Braunhart's granddaughters in Berlin as a woman with a great sense of humor and that she was well-liked.

Perhaps someday we will know why Alexander and Lucie traveled to America and why they returned home. For Alexander, it was likely especially difficult to have half of his children in America and half in Germany.

Heck of a Job - Sammy (The Landlubber Port Warden)

Remember right after Hurricane Katrina hit and leveled New Orleans in 2005?  Michael Brown was in charge of FEMA and was complimented with the phrase "Heck of a job, Brownie" by President Bush.  Formerly Mr. Brown was the Judges and Stewards Commissioner for the International Arabian Horse Association.

It was obvious at that time that Mr. Brown was unqualified to be placed in charge of FEMA.  But this happens all the time in politics.  Politicians feel that they owe favors to those who are their cronies, or who have helped them in the past.

This happened in my own family. Samuel Braunhart, my great great great uncle - who was also the venerable politician from San Francisco, was appointed Port Warden of the Port of San Francisco by then Governor Budd.  There were three Port Wardens on the Board and two of the three were supposed to be Master Mariners.

Samuel Braunhart was NOT a master mariner, or a junior mariner or a mariner of any shape or form.  In fact, I believe that the only time that Sammy was on a ship or boat was in the early 1860s when he immigrated to America, definitely a challenging voyage, but not one as a passenger that qualified him for any political appointment relating to shipping.

As evidenced by the article below, it is obvious that Sammy was a landlubber.


Knocked Up in the 1800s? Have the Guy Arrested!

What is it about the men that some of my female ancestors chose in the late 1800s?

I have written previously about Hattie Isaacs, whose boyfriend was George Permien in 1899. The crass way to put this is that George knocked her up, promised to marry her and then deserted her.

Hattie responded by having George arrested for felony betrayal and then he spent time in jail, as the court case took several months. Hattie ultimately lost the case and their child Geraldine Isaacs was born in Oakland, California June 12, 1899.



Well folks, we have another one. This time the deed was done in New Orleans, Louisiana where Salome Carillon, who is the grandmother of my Dad's cousin Gloria Metzner, was knocked up by Joseph Mott Jr.   Salome had him arrested and charged with abduction for the purposes of prostitution.

Below is one of the newspaper articles from that case.


As you can see, her impregnator was quite the popular fellow as he impregnated ANOTHER woman and quickly married her.

In New Orleans, daughter Pearl was born on June 12, 1893. Salome married John Metzner on February 25, 1894 and he became Pearl's father.

Being a teenage single mother in that era must have been very difficult, even though both Hattie and Salome married another man quite soon after the birth of their daughters.  It did affect them obviously, as both had multiple marriages.

What is it with these guys?  Responsibility was definitely one of their strong points.  They deserved their time in the slammer, just for being so irresponsible and unaccountable.


Surprise Ending After Pool Hall Shooter Almost Kills Uncle Max

Max Bernstein, my great great uncle, had a number of mishaps in his life.  Born in Schubin, Germany in 1873, he came to America in 1890 and settled in New York City.  After his uncle Samuel Braunhart, the San Francisco politician, died shortly after being injured in the Great Earthquake and Fire, he moved, along with his mother Sara Braunhart Bernstein to California.

First of all, Max, who was one of the two executors of his Uncle Samuel's will, was so eager to take charge of his uncle's body, that he forgot to check if Sam was indeed....dead!  The newspaper article below describes the embarrassing situation:


After settling in Oakland (actually in what today is Emeryville), Max bought a pool hall and ran it for several years.  His first brush with trouble was in 1913, when he was arrested for allowing underage boys to partake in the entertainment found in early 1900s pool halls.


Although trained as a barber, Max hung in there with his pool hall until he decided to sell it in 1916. The new owners ended up not being too happy with the terms of the sale, as the wife of the new owner took matters into her own hands and attempted to murder Max.

This is where the surprise ending comes into this story. The woman, Ellen Stewart, shot at Max four times and wounded him.  When the Police chased her, she then took a vial of poison in the street and dropped dead on the spot.  Here's the article describing the traumatic events of the day - but keep reading.  Wait until the husband finds out!



When the husband, Horatio Stewart found out about the goings on, he, with great deliberation and planning, took his own life the next day.




Max retired to his barbering, lived with his mother Sara until her death in 1930, and passed away suddenly in  Lakeport, California in 1932.  He never married.  And so ends Max's saga.

Braunhart's Tropical Sauce Doesn't Prevent Suicide

Bernhard Braunhart, the very first Braunhart to come to America (in 1857), settled in Southern California in San Bernardino.  He married Rosa Levison in San Francisco in 1884.  They had one son, Harry Braunhart, born in 1885.  Unfortunately Harry was committed to a state hospital for the mentally incompetent for most of his adult life.

Ben, as Bernhard was called, had several businesses, including saloons and grocery stores in San Bernardino.  He created an elixir called "Braunhart's Tropical Sauce" and won an award at the very first San Bernardino County Fair in 1880.


This sauce was sold by him in his stores and after his death in 1890, it continued to be manufactured and sold in Riverside, San Bernardino and San Diego for over 25 years:




Unfortunately for Ben, sales of his"Tropical Sauce"and business failures led to marital problems and ultimately to his death by suicide in 1890.

It is surmised that my great great great Uncle suffered from depression and possibly his mental woes were passed on to his son.  Perhaps we will never know.




100 Years of Leather and the Tortoise and the Hare


Leather is in my blood.  The family business revolved around leather for approximately one hundred years, manufacturing pocket books, purses, Boston bags, key cases, eyeglass cases and calculator cases, when electronic hand held calculators were first sold en masse starting in the late 1960s and early 1970s.

My great grandfather, Isidor Heyman started the family business in the 1880s.  In his naturalization papers in 1888, and city directories in the late 1800s and early 1900s in New York, he was identified as a pocket book maker. He received a patent in 1887 for a leather purse:


When he moved his family to Oakland, California in 1910, he started the Bay City Bag Company.  His sons Arthur and Leo worked at the company, and his son-in-law, Mervyn Marks was a salesman for the company.  This company manufactured leather purses.  Arthur learned to sew at his father’s company and later was a clothing designer and a seamster in both World War I and World War II in the Seabees.

Mervyn Marks picked up the family business in the mid-1930s and started the Marks Leather Goods Company.  His sons Robert and Mervyn, Jr. worked at the company. They primarily made key cases in addition to purses.

The company’s big break came during World War II, when it manufactured leather eyeglass cases for Rayban, who was providing sunglasses to the U.S. Air Force.  It was then that the company changed its name to California Optical Leather Company.

The company moved its manufacturing site to Castro Valley, California from Oakland in the late 1940s.  Mervyn Sr and his wife Cele had a home that was attached to the “shop” as it was called.

Robert designed many new eyeglass cases and had several patents, including these:




Mervyn Jr ran the manufacturing facility.  In the late 1950s, the company was bought by the two sons.  Mervyn Jr. left the company in the 1960s and Robert ran and increased the size of the company substantially until it was sold to a non-family member in the 1980s.  Robert was responsible for hundreds of designs.  I would venture a guess that the preponderance of eyeglass cases manufactured in the 1950s through the 1970s were his designs, many times "stolen" by other manufacturers, both domestic and foreign.

There are so many fond memories of the shop, as I worked there during my childhood and teen years.  The smell and feel of leather; operating the massive “clickers’ that stamped metal dies onto the leather and cut the cases, and  the chance to be around my grandparents, Mervyn and Cele every day, as well as  my Uncle Merv and Aunt Jeanne.

But the most important life lesson for me was to learn to be a “tortoise” rather than a “hare.”  As I stood every day at the “shaping” machines next to my grandfather, I always tried to beat him in shaping the most number of cases in an hour.  But like most kids, I fell into the trap of being the “hare,” where for 15 minutes I could out do him, and maybe for a half hour, but at the end of the hour, his production was always greater, as he plodded along, without interruption and without fanfare.

So the smell of leather always produces fond memories of my family.

A Braunhart Father's Day


On this Father's Day we remember our deceased Braunhart fathers. Some of us knew you and all of us wish we had met you.

Alexander Braunhart - Father of Moritz, Jakob, Anna, Martha, Theodor, Carl, Selma, Cecelia, Julius, Philipp, Frieda, Caesar, and one unknown

Harry Tulman (Husband of Anna Braunhart) - Father of Mildred, Muriel, Stanley, and Helene

Bernard Sternbach (Husband of Martha Braunhart) - Father of Leo, Harold, and Regina

Carl Braunhart - Father of Hanna and Heinz

Jacob Braunhart - Father of Erna, Margaret, and Herbert

Philipp Braunhart - Father of Horst, Gisela, and Bernhard

Salo Brunn - (Husband of Frieda Braunhart) - Father of Henry and Miriam


Max Markheim (Husband of Cecelia Bernstein) - Father of Arthur, Robert, Minnie, Pauline, Leo, and Edith

Isidor Heyman (Husband of Ernestine Bernstein) - Father of Celia, Martha, Arthur, Robert, Leo, and Mynette

Julius Braunhart - Father of Lilly and Lothar

Unfortunately we do not have photos of the following Braunhart fathers: 

Bernhard Braunhart – Father of Harry

Aaron Bernstein (Husband of Sara Braunhart ) - Father of Amalie, Ernestine, Cecelia, Hattie, Max and 2 others unknown

William Fried (Husband of Hattie) - Father of Leo

William Brock (Husband of Amalie) - Father of Teresa, Regina, and Eric 




Braunhart Mania Continues

Braunhart Mania began all because of this little guy, Samuel Braunhart, who I was "introduced" to by my Dad's cousin Clyde Pound back in 2004.  When I tracked down Clyde then, he didn't initially remember who I was, but he offered a document that his mother Mynette Heyman had saved, about her great uncle, a politician that served in San Francisco.  Before then, I had never heard the name "Braunhart."

Since that time, dozens of ancestors and relatives named Braunhart have appeared to me.  As a result, I have communicated with Braunhart relatives in Berlin, and  found many descendants in California, New York and New Jersey.  I have also communicated with a gentleman from Szubin, Poland, which when it was Schubin, Germany/Prussia, housed the Braunhart patriarchs and matriarchs in the 1800s up to the early 1920s.

There have been many who served in World War I, both in the American military, as well as the German military. There were several who escaped the Nazis and traveled to Palestine, Shanghai, and England, and tragically three Braunharts who were murdered in the concentration camps.

Have I been obsessed with finding out as much about the Braunharts as I can - YES!  Are there more than two hundred people with Braunhart "blood" - YES!

So Braunhart Mania continues, and I am a much better person because of it.

The Ambitious Immigrant - Anna Braunhart Tulman

Anna Braunhart was the second girl (and the third child of Alexander and Helene Braunhart) to immigrate to America. At age 19, by herself, she made the voyage from Germany to America.  As her sister Martha did earlier, she worked in the home of Max Markheim and Cecelia Braunhart Markheim, Anna's cousin.  She met her future husband, house painter Harry Airman Tulman, in a paint store owned by her sister Martha and her husband Bernard Sternbach as he shopped for supplies.  They were married in 1915 and stayed together for 43 years until Harry's passing in 1958.

Together, Anna and Harry opened a hardware store.  While Harry continued painting houses for a living, Anna ran the business while raising 4 children.  Anna taught herself English by reading newspapers.  She learned the real estate business and went on to buy and manage several apartment buildings while also making money in the stock market. Overall, Anna was very accomplished for a self-taught immigrant.

The following quotes from her children and grandchildren describe this remarkable woman:
  • A contributor to a Jewish organization, she traveled frequently to Washington, DC in her efforts to bring German relatives to the US.
  • Anna taught herself English by reading the New York Times, Post, and Daily News. She continued reading them daily until July 1, 1986, when she was hospitalized. One month later, on August 1, she passed away at age 96-1/2 in her home of more than 60 years at 8411 21st Avenue in Bensonhurst, Brooklyn, an apartment building she once owned.
  • She made sugar cookies from scratch. While she often overcooked or burned them, her appreciative family and friends still found them to be delicious. Instead of a cookie cutter, she used the lid of a mayonnaise or instant coffee jar.
  • She always served fruit, insisting that every visitor eat one, even if it was close to overripe.
  • Anna owned several apartment buildings, including one with 37 units and another with six. Three of Anna's children lived with their own families in the apartments for years.  She also provided German family members who immigrated to America with units from the time they arrived until they found jobs and established their new lives. Anna and Harry also purchased a family summer home near Monroe, NY in the 1940s, which provided many years of enjoyable country life for their children, grandchildren, and extended family.
A few years before she passed away, Anna summed up her philosophy of how to live an honest life when she said in a taped interview:

"I believe that you have to live a good life and enjoy as much as you can and be honest and fair and square to everybody. You should honor your father and mother and everybody belonging to you. Don't take anything that's not yours. If you can't do good for somebody, don't ever do them any harm. That's the best way to be."

From granddaughter Martha Lesnitzer Zucker’s interview with Anna B. Tulman, taped in Brooklyn on August 31, 1983:

Early Days in America
My father had to go to the mayor, they call it "to give consent" that I could go to America because I wasn't old enough to go without it. I think it must have been in 1909.

One day Harry Tulman came for a can of paint and asked me for a date and that was that. When I had my bunions removed, he came every day to see me in the hospital. We went to City Hall and got married. The Goldsteins, who were friends of Harry’s, made a wedding party for us in their house at 33 Chestnut St., in Brownsville. 

My husband was a painter and didn't make much. One day I said to him, "let's look for our own store." I had $200.00; we looked for a store and found one on 18th Ave. The walls weren't finished and it was wet from the plaster but we had nowhere to go so we slept across the street. There was a shoe store, the name was Horowitz, so we slept over there and we paid them rent. When our store was finished, the walls still wet, we moved in over there, behind the store.   Whenever anybody came and they asked for something, I wrote down what they asked for and then I ordered it.  I have a big story to tell.

Anna’s Parents
My mother was a very good woman who had a hard life. She had 11 children, including a baby boy who died. My father was well educated.  I used to send money home to them. They didn't need it too much because my father used to be like a lawyer. People came to him who were in trouble of some kind - with their husbands or they had money problems. My father used to go right to court with them. He was like a lawyer here. He was very much educated.  

His brother, Samuel Braunhart, was a state senator in San Francisco who was often in the newspaper. There was a big fire in San Francisco in 1906. My brother Jacob, who came to America with Martha, was there with my uncle when the fire broke out. Jacob carried my uncle out but he died after in the hospital.  My father had another brother. His name was Bernhard. He had a wife and a son. 

Child Rearing
I hope you have the best life anybody could have, and after a while you'll have a family. You make your children to order, not by accident. I didn't know at that time how happy I was when I had those twins at the same time. I would wish it to anybody if they want to. So maybe if I had them at the beginning, maybe I wouldn't have any more children, but it's better it happened that way. 

Before I had Mildred we didn't plan to have any children yet because it wasn't our time. So then the war came and they said, "Mrs. Tulman, you have a business and you have no children, so your husband's gonna be first to go to war." That's what they told me. So I thought to have children because I didn't want my husband to go..... I had to start to have children before they would take my husband. And then, I had Mildred.

My husband loved us and he took Mildred everywhere. Wherever he went, they know her better than him. Then I worked hard and he worked hard painting. He used to come home all sweaty from work and give me the money to buy material that the people wanted. He worked hard. Maybe if he didn't work so hard he would have lived longer. 

But then we had to be in the store, I had servants for the children. My husband went to Pennsylvania to pick up the servants. To Cementon I think it was. I used to order, I used to pack, I used to climb up and put the stock away and all and my husband used to work and bring in the money. I like to sleep in the morning so my husband opened up the store and he used to holler, "ANNA, where's this? where's that?” because he had to work and I put it away, so I used to tell him I know upstairs where the things were. 

I had Mildred and Muriel about 3 1/2 years apart. I said to my husband that I must have another child and name it after my mother. I want my mother's name, so he obliged me and God blessed me with twins. I didn't know that was a happy day. That was the happiest day of my life. Helene and Stanley. But Helene was alright. She was a beautiful baby. But Stanley, I think he must have weighed a pound and a half. So at that time they had home nurses. My husband got one for me and she used to take care of me and take care of the children. I couldn't nurse. I never nursed my kids. Helene took the food but Stanley was so weak that he couldn't even take the food so the woman said to me, "the girl eats but the boy don't wanna eat," so I went up and I stood there with a spoon about a half an hour and I fed him till he took it down. So when the doctor came and he saw Stanley, he laughed to beat the band. He couldn't get over that Stanley's living. That's how weak he was. And I think you should have a son like Stanley.

Raising a Family
I believe in having a family. You don't want to be without children. Have them while you're young.  You have friends and you have patience and you have everything. When they grow up, you take a rest. 

God
I believe there's a God in heaven, I do believe. And He watches over you.

Izzie Gets His First Patent - In 1887

Isidor Heyman, my great grandfather, was a creative fellow, who designed several totally unrelated "inventions."  He has two patents that I know of, the first of which is shown below.  Designs that he has been credited with by family members include a clip-on tie device with replaceable knots of different colors; the roll-out stairs used on trains to allow passengers to embark or dis-embark; and a valise hinge that was used to build the Boston Bag that is used by doctors and was also used for shaving kits.

Just today, I found what was likely his first invention, at least his first patent. It was in 1887, while he was living in New York City.  During the course of his working life, he had a lot of different occupations, but mostly he worked with leather goods.  He founded the Bay City Bag Company after he moved his family to Oakland, California in 1910. There he made leather purses and other leather goods.

One of the first purses that he designed is seen below in his patent application, which he was awarded on April 21, 1887.  It is Patent Number 17.107.  It looks to me like a coin purse, or makeup purse.  He actually states in his application that one side is "shaped after the manner of the crown of the German military cap." It looks a little strange to me, but possibly quite functional.





The Naturalization of Lewin Jacob Braunhart

I recently discovered a reference to a book by Edward David Luft, entitled  "The Naturalized Jews of the Grand Duchy of Posen in 1834 and 1835."  The book contains a list of Posen Jews who had limited citizenship rights conferred upon them, i.e., were "naturalized," in 1834 and 1835.

Most Posen Jews were not eligible for "naturalization," and Luft estimates that only 5.5% of Posen's Jews were naturalized. Luft's book also contains an English translation of the Prussian decree that legislated the repressive conditions that Jews were subjected to.  For example, even "naturalized" Jews could not vote in Prussian elections or hold elective office outside the Jewish community.  Moreover, to be "naturalized," a Jew had to possess significant assets (either owning a farm large enough to support the family, or a plot in the city (debt-free) worth 2,000 Reichthaler, or having 5,000  Reichthaler in savings) or receive a waiver of the asset requirement for a "patriotic endeavor for the state."  Jews who did not possess such assets were subject to deportation unless they could prove they were permanent residents of Posen province since June 1, 1815.  An allegation by a Jew that he had lived in the Province since before June 1, 1815 was almost never challenged until after 1835, and then very rarely.

Our Lewin Jacob Braunhart was identified as a "Lehrer"  (teacher or professor).  He was also identified as living in Schubin and was naturalized on August 8, 1834.




Batman's Chief O'Hara Eulogy

Actually, the eulogy is for Stafford Repp, the veteran character actor who portrayed Chief O'Hara in the campy 1960's television show and movie. Stafford, who was my father's first cousin, was in hundreds of television and movie roles over his career, and died young in November, 1974.

I remember meeting him just one time.  He lived in the Los Angeles area and our family in the San Francisco Bay Area.  He and my grandfather (Stafford's uncle) Mervyn Raphael Marks were spitting images of one another.

The eulogy was written by Stafford's only sibling, his sister, Elisabeth Repp Cooper, and it is beautifully written:


IN MEMORIAM

Stafford was unique. No one else was quite like him. He had many talents - a gifted actor, a fine singer, and a wit, but most of all, he had a gift for friendship. Like Will Rogers, he never met a person he didn't like or who didn't like him. He was never heard to say an unkind word about anyone. Where most of us see only the faults, he was blind to these and saw only the virtues. His friends were many and from all walks of life - from race track gamblers to TV stars, the most ordinary and the most famous, to him they were all the same, his friends.

He was generous to a fault and never refused to help when help was asked. He was gentle and kind, compassionate as few men are.

He was human, of course, with human faults and virtues, but his virtues were many and his faults few. His temper was short but quick. His explosions of anger were brief and his contrition long.

Stafford loved life. He ate and drank and worked and played with gusto. As Chief O'Hara in "Batman", his face was familiar to children all over the world, and that was as it should be because there was so much of the child in him - the happiness he found in the smallest pleasures, the total honesty, the innocent trust.

He was a loving son, a devoted brother, an adoring uncle, a good husband.

The last day of his life was perhaps one of the fullest. He had what an actor always hopes for, a good role. This one in "Mannix" was a physical and emotional challenge. And like the good trouper he was, he finished the job that very day. And a rare occurrence, his wife was on the set watching the filming. It was their fourth anniversary.

Then, later, he was at the place he always loved, Hollywood Park. And there he died the way he always said he wanted to - at the track with a winning ticket in his pocket. God tapped him on the shoulder and in Stafford's own words, "It was post time at the big race track in the sky."

We should not weep for him. His life was not as long as we would have wished, but it was full with success, with fun, with friendship, with love. We weep for ourselves for the loss of a friend, an uncle, a brother, a husband. We weep for the void he has left in our lives. But we also remember how he brightened each life that he touched, and we will cherish that memory forever.



Fred, Ginger And My Cousin In-Law

Actually my ex-cousin-in-law once removed, but who's counting? Hal Borne (born Cecil Harold Steinborn) was a bandleader and composer of popular music, best known as the music director for RKO Studios for Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers from 1931-1940. Later, he was the band leader for the Tony Martin and Ginger Rogers' touring shows. He also wrote the music for one of the last Marx Brothers movies "The Big Store" and was a songwriter ("Tenement Symphony", "I'm Building Up to an Awful Letdown"). Here is a photo of Fred, Hal, and Ginger on the set of "The Story of Vernon and Irene Castle" in 1939:


He was married to my father's cousin Gloria Metzner, whose stage name at that time was Gloria Dea.  She was a child magician; dancer in the Earl Carroll's Vanities in Hollywood and the Billy Rose Aquacade at the San Francisco World's Fair; and later an actress in several movies and serials.  She and Hal were married in the 1940s.  Here is a photo of them together in 1945:

Did Grandpa Lie To Get Out Of World War I?

I have always wondered about the World War I draft card for my grandfather Mervyn Raphael Marks.  There have always been two things that bothered me about it.

The first bothersome entry was that he identified himself as a "farmer."  The second was that he had sole support of his mother, Mollie Raphael Marks.

Let's take a look at these two "facts."  First, below are the two pages of his draft card:


I'm sorry, but unless I am terribly mistaken, my grandfather was not a farmer.  He was a salesman.  And although his parents according to the 1910 census were not living together (I could not find his father anywhere), I do believe that they were together in 1917 (his father Joseph Marks, died in 1919).

In reviewing the rules for deferment for World War I, about 50% of the men who registered in the first registration (men 21 to 31 years old), received deferments, and sole support of a parent and critical agriculture employment were two factors in receiving a deferment.

So did Grandpa lie to get out of the draft? His son is still alive, but I don't think this would be something that one would be proud to admit to one's son. On the other hand, maybe his parents were separated and he did work on a farm - but I doubt it. I don't think I will ever know. 





Car Racer Kills Great Grandpa in 1906!

One wouldn't expect that car racers went very fast back in 1906. Apparently they did. My great grandfather William William Williams (yes that's his name) was crossing the street when a man racing a car on 5th and Market Streets in San Francisco rolled over him. He was mortally wounded after his head was hit by the differential. He died shortly after the "accident" at a nearby hospital.

How fast could cars go back then?  Here's the newspaper article:


There was a positive outcome, however.  The perpetrator, Mr. Hensley, paid for William's son Ralph Victor Williams's business school education.



Grandma's So Fast She Broke The Typewriter

My grandmother, Celia Heyman Marks, was a whiz at the typewriter.  Because she mostly used manual typewriters all her life (she was born in 1894), she had incredibly strong fingers and hands.

The story goes that at the New York World's Fair in the early 1900s, she broke one of the first electric typewriters (which were first mass produced in 1902) because she typed so fast. On a manual typewriter, I know she exceeded 125 words per minute for an extended period.  I believe the world record is 147 wpm for an hour.

There was much more to my grandmother - she was smart as a whip and loved word games.

Here she is and below her photo is a photo of her typing medal in 1909 from the Wood's Brooklyn School of Business and Shorthand.

From 3 Months to 50 Years - Some Marriages Don't Last and Some Do

My great aunt, Martha Heyman, was married twice, once to Harry Christopher, and once to Leo Metzner. It is fascinating to me that her first marriage to Mr. Christopher lasted less than 3 months:


Fortunately, her second marriage (and final one) to my great Uncle Leo Metzner lasted over 50 years (unfortunately she passed 2 months after their golden anniversary).  They changed their last name to "Day" in the 1940's:


So who knows what lies ahead after a wedding, sometimes pain, sometimes bliss, sometimes both!