Red Headed Stepchild
(The Barrett family memoir of Navy Life)
by Sophie Ruth Meranski with photos


John's father resting on hike, Honolulu - Kailua, June 1925 #161 p 21 M-A-R-B-L-E-H-E-A-D


Jack hiked over the Nuuanu Pali with Lieutenant Edward Arroyo, a recent Annapolis Naval Academy graduate from Louisiana who was at Pearl Harbor again l941-l942 with his wife Lillian and daughter Mary. He was involved in the intense secret preparations for the Battle of Midway June 4-5, l942. his wife went shopping with Sophie Barrett when very little was available in Honolulu after the Pearl Harbor attack, but Sophie found two rocking chairs suitable for use outdoors and three Phillippine teakwood bookcases the Barretts used for fifty years.The Arroyos left Hawaii in l942, butthe Barretts located Eddie Arroyo in l969 and he sent several letters with recollection of MARBLEHEAD days l924-l927 and Hawaii l941-l942.His wife had passed away and his daughter Mary was in religious life in Louisiana.He knew Phil Dahlquist and many of our friends. At this time the Nuuanu Pali was the only short route to Kailua and windward Oahu, as the coastal Prince Kalanianaole Highway and Kalihi tunnel were not developed. Eddie Arroyo wrote " 7608 St. Charles Avenue, Apartment 'E', New Orleans, Louisiana 70118 -23 April 1970, Dear John- Mrs. Arroyo: she passed away years ago in May of 1951. My daughter Mary, 35, is working at a local hospital after doing a strech in the Cenacle order of nuns while my son, Edward B. Arroyo, junior,is in the Jesuit order completing studies for his doctorate at Duke University in North Carolina.I have read your letters with much interest, especially information about your father.Another shipmate of ours on the MARBLEHEAD was Paul Coloney USN retired, who resides in Bradenton, Florida.Should you have a Navy Register of Retired Officers, you may find his address therein.He was a good friend of mine, but I being a poor correspondent,- I've lost track of him. Glad you heard from Admiral Sharp, for whom I had great admiration and respect.You mentioned the CLAXTON in your letter. I served as her engineer 1931-1932 and as her 'Exec'from 1932 to 1934. I recall her being turned over to the British in 1939 [1940? in exchange] for our use of some of the British bases in the Atlantic. I did not know captain Fred Holmes. In your of 29 March you mention Ralph Earle and Dan Candler, both classmates of mine whom I know quite well.Earle is living in Durham, North Carolina, while Candler was residing in Dallas, Texas.Since retiring in 1946 I have been teaching at high school and college level, except for a couple of years I was in engineering work in New Orleans. Last years I was retired for good because of my age - sixty-nine, so I've ben living a very easy life, playing golf - birdge occasionally and meeting with friends here in New Orleans.Last summer I made a delightful cruise on a Holland American liner to North Africa, the Mediterranean, and western Europe and incidentally revisited some of the ports the MARBLEHEAD had visited on her shakedown cruise in 1924-1925.I hope you will continue your writing projects, and I should think you could write a very interesting book about your father.My regards to your mother, and should you pass this way, - give me a ring- I would be glad to see you. Sincerely, Edward B. Arroyo --P.S. An interesting note about Captain Coloney. He put the MARBLEHEAD in commission in 1924 and he was her last commanding officer when she was sent to the graveyard after World War II."


Pyramid Egypt Jan l932 Jack Barrett photo 21-162 P-R-E-S-I-D-E-N-T P-I-E-R-C-E


#162 p + Notebook Eight p 101 Visit of Bee and Sam Pollack from Hallandale, Florida: Bee and Sam visited here Sunday June 24, driving here in the car of Sam's brother Harry Pollack in Newton. Bee says she will be seventy five [in July]. Sam was happy, helpful, very slender as he has ever been since a young man. Sam said the telephone call from the DeLellises came before he received our letter telling them to expect a call from John's piano teacher visiting in Fort Lauderdale. When deLellis telephoned, Esther was occupying the guest room - it was unsually cold in Hallandale, and Sam was harassed by the great volume of calls, visits, and meals for frineds from Boston, Philadelhpia, Cincinnati, New York City, and Great Neck and was in no mood for more company or social events of any kind as he feared for Bee, who had had a severe heart attack and had to take things easy but always put herself out for company and kept the apartment spotless herself with the help of a cleaning woman only every two weeks. Sam answered the phone and had no idea wh9o this Mr. DeLellis was in Fort Lauderdale. He tried to be civil and friendly but was on his guard against another guest at tht busy time when they could not go into the pool because it was so cold. Sam had no desire to drive to Fort Lauderdale as he does not like to drive - drives only short distances and never at night. Bee was well, stylishly attired in a bright green pants suit. She had a blond curly coiffure and silver polish on her nails. p102] She patiently answered all my questions about the fmily past and present. She has four grandchldren two boys by Jason and two boys by Teddy (Thalia). Both families visit them in Florida about once a year. Victor and Gertrude Lee are retired and living in California near their doctor son David, (who is married.He attended Harvard and Boston University School of Medicine) also his children -a boy old enough to have been bar mitzvahed lately. David and his family and Victor and Gertrude Lee came to Boston recently for the bar mitzvah of Naomi Lee's son.Naomi and David Lee are the only two chldren of Victor and Gertrude.David Lee and his family will go to Israel shortly for a visit.Sam's brother Phil is deceased. Bee says Esther Meranski is seventy-nine yers old and pretty well. =Our uncle was Jacob Goldfeld a tailor, hearing impaired, who lived with us on Morgan Street until the family moved to Wooster Street in 1916. Bee says her mother and our brother came over alone to live with cousins in Hartford.Bee never saw the cousins or knew anything about them. but believe their name was Meiselmann. = Bee does not know anything about our father's parents or where he came from (except somewhere in Russia) and does not know whether he had any brothers or sisters or how he came to Hartford. She does say he ran away from military service in russia. Bee never met her two stepsisters and knows nothing about them.p. 179 January 21, 1974 Excerpts of letter from Rose Witkower to John Barrett, jr. "My dear John, I am writing this letter as I read your letter, for I want to answer all of your questions according to my recollection.Today is a nasty day, - just the right kind of day to sit in a warm cozy chair and write. Know that these are my recollections and may not be 'so' to someone else, but to me they are. = The Jewish people were always looking for more knowledge in all phases of life. They have been known for thousands of years as the People of the Book. Always desirous of giving to their sons more learning. The parents would work much - very, very hard to save enough to send him to the Yeshiva Temple in Jerusalem or college at home or abroad. There have always been disturbing conditions for Jews even before Jesus's time. In 1880 [1881?] the rumbling of a pogrom was being heard in Russia and through the other nations.Many Jews were leaving the land they lived in for America- the country where one could be free and safe from fear, tyranny, and the police- and of greater importance where one's son could possibly become a Doctor, lawyer, even a high class businessman.In the European countries there were some brilliant Jewish boys who through bribery or changing their religion had attained great places for themselves in arious professions, but the masses were limiited to [be] home and synagogue teachers. As you know Jesus, Peter, and all of the disciples taught at home or at Yeshivas.The daughters of the families were taught at home- some were taught religion, but most were taught how to keep a clean, harmonious home,- for marriage was their goal. Yes - question One - the Jews were looking for Freedom and Learning- I believe you wil find Dreyfus in France - Disraeli in England - the great Jewish actress Isadora Duse - the Rothschilds - Hersechel and Zionists in 1800s. Where a Jewish family decided to come to America - a [180][it was] dangerous trip full of hardships and hunger.They would get in touch with a family relation, -relative or friend or friend of a friend who was in America. Then they would obtain visas - called a 'Paper' from these people - called 'Lansmen' and start this journey - stealing away at night hidden in a load of hay, cattle, or merchandise - fearing every moment that they would be stopped by Police or Soldiers. Penalty: Exile to Siberia- many times death- yes the Jew had to suffer much before he reached American or any other country.There was a 'hush before the storm' when your mother's mother and Mrs. Witkower and Israel left Austria headed for America to their Lansmen - the Meiselmanns- who had a tiny store on Green Street- a short distance from Bellevue Street. No doubt Sophie as a small child was carried there or wheeled there by her mother or father. = My father Bernard Rosenblatt,['1845' appears- may be date of birth?--'Prussian and Russian in 1800s'] who stole away from Poland and sailed into Charleston, South Carolina when he was sixteen years old-arrived there in the midst of the Civil War. After he disembarked, he was handed a gun and told to go along with the Southern Army. 'What for?' he asked - when told why "To kill the niggers and Northerners' - he rebelled [from the Southern Army] and joined the First Irish Artillery of New York - my father fought in sixteen engagements and was at Gettysburg and the surrender. After the war he traveled extensively, ending up in San Francisco in the Gold Rush[181]He had built a large building- a barber shop and a hot bath parlor.Barney Rosenblatt became a representative from San Francisco and was nominated for Governor of California by the Greenback party. Of course he lost out. He then returned to New York with three small children - wife had passed on - to find himself a wife. Then he married my mother, Paulina, a newly arrived widow from Germany, [who came] to her sister in New York. After a few years they came to Hartford- then a small town with a very few Jewish families- perhpas fifteen families - some on their way to wealth` via cattle, tobacco, the store G. Fox and Company - I am writing all this to answer Question Three.=Bernard Rosenblatt - a well educated and fearless person - well educated in Poland, a glib speaker of several languages,-was a man of great understanding and sympathy for people, all kinds.He had much of the Christ nature in his dealings with his fellow men.He seemed to know that trouble was brewing in Russia for the Jewish people. soon after he had settled his family - now six children- in Hartford - he went over to see the other Jewish families.He found them all living humbly down near the Connecticut River on Front Street.No synagogue, no charitable organization, and no burial-grounds - a must for the Jewish people. The poor people could not speak English, and they asked my father to help them.He gladly consented. First he went to the police court for the permission to act as their interpreter and semi-lawyer in case one of them broke the law unknowingly. Due to his charm and his being a Civil War veteran the Irish police consented - also due to the tales he could tell them.[p. 182] I was born in Hartford in 1889 on North Front Street a lovely country type street, gardens, farmers, pigstys, chicken, trains etc. Soon after that the terror of a pogrom (massacre) happened in Kief, Russia {Kiev]. Many many Jews - men, women children- were slaughtered in their homes and on the streets. Then came the rush to America.Most stayed with relatives and friends in New York. Some came to Hartford.My father would meet the poor, tired, frightened family at the Hartford boat landing and would pile them and their worldly goods into a wagon and drive them to their friends' or relatives' home. = A while later my father placed a long basket with some notions, needles, pins, etc and told them to go from door to door selling them. He told the peddlers to use their fingers to tell the price (for they could not speak English). The wealthy German Jews paid for the baskets. Next came the push cart trade, then the horse and wagon trade = tailors, jewelers, tanners, house builders, sewing-machine workers, men and women - up, up, up that was how mayn fortunes began. . = No, I did not know the Meranski family. Only heard about them from Mrs. Witkower [her mother-in-law] and my brother Charlie. Heard they were a fine family. [Sophie Barrett note "She DID visit them on Wooster Street" - as she subsequently recollected]. Your Question Seven. That may be so: Thousands of Jewish boys did. My father was sixteen when he arrived in Charleston, South Carolina. He arrived in Hartford 1887 or 1888 [directories seem to list him in 1885.] Mr. Meranski may have been here. Try the old Directory. The Immigration officers at Ellis Island were often mistaken- they could not understand the Jew language and would misspell or even change the name. [My] Israel's name was Aaron - they wrote down Israel. = 9. my father came from Warsaw, Poland - ruled by Russians. He was well educated, had fine mind and manners - made a good name for himself as a humanitarian in Hartford. He was a true organizer and started much of the Jewish affairs in Hartford.He was a politician - Republican. Knowing how important it was for them to become citizens,he insisted on their getting their citizenship papers. made them all Republicans. Of course they changed their party later.When Dad was buried [1903] almost the entire Jewish community walked to the cemetery- a long walk on Zion Street from Market Street. I grew up with many a coming first-rate dcotor, lawyer, businessman. = Mother Paulina - a quiet lady-like woman gentle and very helpful to her friends and neighbors. Born near Frankfurt Germany. Brought up nine children - three of Dad's, six of her own. One becamse first Jewish mailman - Ben Rosenblatt- lived on Bellevue Street near Canton. Had son Joe- a holy terror. Now he writes music for Frank Sinatra - Flip etc in California. First Jewish policeman - Abe Rosenblatt - first radio and electrical store Joe and Charlie. Rachel married. Rose - me- followed my father's ideals. First to organize clubs for the elderly.Past President of Emanuel Synagogue Sisterhood.On the board of many organizations.= The Council of Jewish Women - [its] purpose[is] to elevate the Jewish race.The members paid two dollars a year dues.Ella Meiselmann Seidman and I were [184]members. I was on the board. Money was pouring in. Much good work was being done for all races. = Girls [were]forbidden to sell newspapers -law enforced. I told Mrs. Mary McCloud Bethune to form such a group from the black women all over the United States -write to the to the top level first- they would lend the others. That was in 1933. In 1935 the National Council of Negro Women was formed. Today they have four million members.Headquarters are in Washington, D.C. and the whole idea was mine. A few years ago I had the job of inspiring a falling-apart Hartford group to get going again. I am a life member. The college stands in Daytona, Florida. I do wish you would read her book 'The Autobiography of Mary McCloud Bethune' also the Rothschilds (brothers)- both inspiring books. I believe the idea for lunches for school children came from the lunches we served - the City of Hartford sent people to watch us.= Israel's brother came to America many years after 'Meema Saura' came. He was not a pleasant person.Lived in Chicago for some time - moved to Hartford - lived here on Pliny Street for a short while. Did not like Hartford - moved away out of our lives. = I have served on some Christmas Club boards opening the way for others -a member of the first interfaith group - saw that Rabbi Morris Silverman -Rabbi of the Emanuel [185] Synagogue was made chairman. A brilliant open-minded man.He did well. I invited many clergymen to speak at the Emanuel.Rabbi [Silverman] passed on in 1973 but left behind him a warm feeling of friendship between all denominations. I married a fine man - Israel Witkower- 62 years ago. [I have been a] widow for five years- two children Irma, Bernard and five grandchildren and three great-grandchildren (one in Israel). Esther [exact relation not clear] passed on. I hope I have answered all the questions. Mrs. Aronson and Mrs. Geetter called me -we had a nice chat.= No I don't know Israel's father's name or his mother's maiden name. G.Fox and Company was owned by Moses Fox 1910. then his daughter Fanny Fox married Mr. Auerbach. - Rose Witkower" Note to Sophie "What a hectic life you have had - not for me. I am sure the book you are preparing will be an interesting one.What a lot of work it must be to write a book, but one learns as one delves into past occurances.My son was stationed in Honolulu during the war.Thank God we now live in peace.May I finish my life here in "Peace",and may Peace come to all the world. I am keen about spiritual psychology. I have read many books on different religions. Please return pictures. Much love. Rose Witkower."


M-A-R-B-L-E-H-E-A-D 1927, Shanghai - Jack Barrett on Shore Patrol in trouble zone April-June 1927 #163 p 21


Taken aboard the USS Marblehead, 1927, Shanghai Jack received campaign ribbons l927 in Nicaragua and Shanghai for service in areas with civil war disturbances. He was scheduyled to lead a landing force at Bluefields, nicaragua January l927, but the landing was canceled and the MARBLEhEAd sent to HONOLULU in February andShanghai arriving April 2, l927.It was at this time Jack first knew the Ashley sisters.Madge Ashley wrote at Christmas l937 of the Japanese atrocities at Shanghai where she grew up and worked as Executive Secretary to the head of local operation of Standard Oil Company of New York.She wrote "June 30, 1970 [from] 715 Hillcrest Road, Ridgewood, New Jersey 07450:Dear Sophie It is a long time since I heard from you.All the years that I worked in New York and when I retired we have kept in touch with Harold Fultz. He suffers badly from emphysema.You asked about my brother.He married a Shanghai American schoolteacher from Kentucky.They came to the U.S. over thirty years ago.They have two daughters who are both married. One has three boys -eight, six and four-and Bob, her husband was a Captain in the Marines.He went to Vietnam after thre years in Okinawa. He left the Marines and is now with Kodak.The other daughter lives in Dallas,and her husband is a government accountant.They have two girls - six and four. Brother and Dorothy live in Louisville, Kentucky. I am sorry to say Maimie who remained in Shanghai while I came to New York to get a job never saw Topsy again after she was put in the Japanese camp where they nearly starved to death until rescued by American flyers. I am 'Mickie", and Madge is my real name. You want to know how we met Harold and Jack. The MARBLEHEAD was anchored at the Standard Oil wharf Pootung. The foreigners at the installation were under my boss and therefore I met them all when they came to the office.The families would invite me for weekends and include some Navy officers, and then they would escort me home the next day and stay at our house for 'tiffen' (lunch and dinner). Several came that way. How my father went to China is that he wanted to see the world and went on a sailing ship as many pioneers did - and liked the Far East so much he stayed- first in Hong Kong - where he met my mother- and then in Shanghai.He and a fellow American started the first fire brigade (volunteer) in China. All the equipment even the huge fire bells came from New York.There wee so many civil wars that we got used to storing rice and canned goods, filling the bath tubs with water, and hiding the family silver. Some of our {Chinese} friends were killed,but only Maimie suffered when the Japs were so rotten to all foreigners. I don't know Grace Liang. The two Russian sisters I hardly knew. I met Gala [Tsirentschikoff] at a party once - that's all.I sent your letter to my brother. He represented Lloyd's London and steamship companies, so he knew Ah Sing [ship's chandler] well.We knew of Cock Eye and 'Jelly Belly'(because he had a fat belly)- the tailors.;''get Pearl Buck's book 'My Several Worlds' Your Jack was interested in the Catholic orphanages where girls did embroidering and boys woodwork. I also took them [the Navy men] to see Chinese boys making carpets and embroidered underwear which used to be sold at Fifth Avenue New York. Lots of luck to you both.Sincerely-Mickey".Material p. 23 follows- Jack Barrett left, Shore Patrol in Shanghai, spring1927 #177 Jack received two ribbons in l927 for service in combat areas. He was slated to lead a landing force at Bluefields on the Atlantic coast of Nicaragua in January, but the Civil War situation in Shanghai, China was causing concern, so the Navy ordered the light cruiser MARBLEHEAD with hundreds of Marines aboard first to Oahu for several weeks and then in March to Shanghai, - the M-A-R-B-L-E-H-E-A-D then the fastest ship in the Navy commissioned l924 made record time from Honolulu to Shanghai in eight and a half days, though high fuel consumption was necessary. Jack's duties included Construction and Repair, reporting to Executive Officer Alex Sharp later an Admiral whom Jack admired - and frequent Shore Patrol duty and service as elected Mess Secretary, planning meals with an idea to tastes of fellow officers and trying to keep cost of mess bills down - in this regard he found that serving three vegetables kept down the consumption of expensive meat - so saved money.Phil Dahlquist then an enlisted sailor in Supply prepared a log that included his five years on MARBLEHEAD l924-l929 and heroic service on carrier YORKTOWN May-June l942 at Battlesof Coral Sea and Midway,for which he was commissioned. Other friends from l927 were Harold Fultz, Jack Fradd. In January l927 near Nicaragua Jack saw Marine and writer John W. Thomas, to whom he was introduced by Edgar and Ora Waterman, Americans who resided in Camaguey, Cuba 1920s-l930s and in February 1927 in Honolulu Jack received a handwritten letter from a famous Marine "Chesty" Puller who in l950 commanded Marines in the Inchon landing west of Seoul Korea, leading to General MacArthur's brilliant victory (Arthur Meranski participated in the Inchon landing.) Puller's letter concerned plans for a party one evening in Honolulu area with friends. It disappeared in l993 thefts along with two photos of Jack Barrett and his friend Harold Fultz at Honolulu wearing flower leis March l927 just before MARBLEHEAD departed for this fast run to combat area at Shanghai. It was believed Mobil and other American businbess interests were threatened, and missionaries often got into dangerous situations that required Navy assistance.


Jack's brother William j. Barrett from Mollie Barrett album #164 p 21 B-I-L-L


Letters from ARTHUR MERANSKI, JASON POLLACK 1973, REBEKAH GEETTER 1974, SOPHIE BARRETT 1986. Letter from Notebook Eight pages136-138 Postmarked l Oct l973 received 3 Octobor l973 The Rouse Company Columbia, Maryland 21043 Mr. Arthur M.Meranski Rural Route 2, Box 505, Aberdeen, Maryland, .: 21001 Dear Aunt Sophie, Needless to say, I was quite surprised to receive your long, interesting, and informative letter. Upon reflection I don't think I have seen you since childhood, and I have never seen your son.So many years have passed, and so much has happened.My record as a correspondent is no better than yours, and my handwriting has never improved, but I do want to answer your letter.It is very difficult to find a place to begin, but possibly the best way would be for me to briefly review my somewhat unusual life since World War II. -I came out of the war as a Captain - Armor- and got myself out of the Army in July l946 with several decorations, two wounds, and a gorgeous case of hepatitis, as you know. For a while I took a fling at the restauant and bar business in Bantamm, Connecticut, but it had no appeal.Therefore, it was back to the Army in l948 at Fort Bliss,Texas. While in Bantamm,I met a female from Texas who was working in Hartford,and on 21 September l949, we were married at Fort Bliss. So,a week or so ago we celebrated our twenty-fourth wedding anniversary,which strikes me as an awfully long time with the same woman. We have quite a brood, of whom more later.From Bliss we moved to Fort Lewis, Washington State.Then my luck caught up with me- two years in Korea from the Inchon landing on. Another wound.Then two years in San Francisco on ROTC duty, three in Germany, many at Fort Sill, Oklahoma,where I was a gunnery instructor and a battalion commander. From there I went to Laos,where I nobly contracted hepatitis again and was rewarded by going to Vietnam. I put in three years as Chief of Combat Instruction at the Engineer School at Fort Belvoir (spelling?) Virginia and three years as Inspector General at Aberdeen Proving Grounds. Twenty-eight years all told in the Army. sounds dry and matter-of fact, but I enjoyed every minute except for those all too frequent periods when I was scared silly. Anyway in l968 I got orders for my fifth war. Right then and there Betty and I decided that the Colonel business had no future.I flat-out retired. Since then, I have been working as a manager for theRouse Company in Columbia. It is as different from the Army as anything can get.I have an interesting job with an even more interesting salary.My responsibilities include scheduling about twenty million dollars in construction plus handling all remodelling, telephones, movies, microfilms, and blueprints.I have seventeen people to do the work. The company is very large, progressive, and interested in the personnel.We live on an acre lot just outside of Aberdeen.Our house is a five-bedroom brick rancher. Trees and a brook in the back of our lot.Very pleasant, and we enjoy it.Most importantly, we have four children: Stephan Michael aged 21, Harry (Hank) aged l9, and twins Paula Jane and Thomas Arthur now eighteen. Tommy is a senior in high school. Paula is a freshman at Harford Community College and intends to teach.Hank is in the Army, having enlisted a year ago. He will not make a career of it - just serve his three years.He will probably marry a local belle, Linda Jones next June. Stephan, the oldest, has an excellent job with a home construction firm.He has been married quite a while - almost four years.His wife's name is Linda too, and we are proud to have her as a daughter-in-law.Not only that, but we have an extremely beautiful granddaughter, Amy Lisa, who will be three on October 25th.She is the biggest morale-boosterI have ever known, totally charming,well-behaved, and humorous. A living doll, even from a very prejudiced grandfather, which of course, I am. So there you are.I have led a full and interesting life with very few regrets.I would indeed like to hear from you again- even to enter a regular correspondence. We understand you are writing a book about Uncle John.This would interest us tremendously, and we would appreciate hearing from you on it.From all eight of us to you and your son John,the best of everything,and please let us hear from you.If you wish, we will have some photographs of our tribe taken and send them to you.By the way my mother saw her great-granddaughter many times before she died, and we are very grateful for that. Again, Please do write. The address: Rural Route 2,Box 505, Aberdeen Maryland 21001. Also should you come this way we'd love to have you. Just call (301) 272-4516 Your middle-aged (but spry nephew - Art(Meranski)- John Barrett note - Arthur was in Normandy invasion June l944 France in fast-moving tanks under General Patton His parents were Harry Meranski and Sarah ("Sade") Taylor of Hartford.He called his wife Betty "The War Department" and "the Ball and Chain" He later was a fraud investigator for state of Maryland. He wrote humorous letters to his aunt Sophie until she passed away in l987. His granddaughter Amy Lisa invited John Barrett to her graduation from Aberdeen High School May l988, and John met cousin Arthur and his wife Betty and their sons Tom and Steve and Steve's family at that time. Sophie was invited to Hank Meranski's wedding October l985 but was unable to make the trip. :Second Arthur Meranski l973 letter to Aunt Sophie Barrett Notebook Eight VIII p. 145 Excerpt from letter from Colonel ArthurMeranski 15 Oct l973 Stephen Linda and Amy Lisa live in Havre de Grace, about eight miles from us. You ask me about such things as the Inchon landing,but after twenty-three years, all I retain are a sewer of impressions.I do remember a British cruiser (HMS JAMAICA?) firing overhead with me wishing the noise would stop, and then when it did cease, hoping it would start again. (It did). Then the landing craft didn't land, so we dove off it into shallow water before reaching shore. I also recall all of us trying to stop the milling around and finally getting our armored vehicles into a column and moving inland. That night on shore we split our time between shooting at North Koreans and trying to stop the local civilians from massacring supposed collaborators. My most vivid memory is of a Military Police officer who came to our outpost line the next day and said he was going to check out the next town to the south.He was told the next town was definitely not ours,but chose not to believe it.Later that day we attacked, captured the place, and got his jeep back .Never found a trace of him. More on our family. The frau, Betty, is quite tall for a woman and was red-haired before it turned gray.Our children are all somewhat outsized.Steve and Hank are both over six feet and slender. Tommy, one twin, is also tall and very solidly built, going close to two hundred pounds. His twin, Paula, is as tall as her mother and is on a fairly constant diet to keep her weight down. As for me I ended up at six feet, and my weight has never varied much fron one hundred ninety pounds." Jason Pollack letter Jason S. Pollack 4A Rose Avenue, Great Neck NY 11021 Nov. 8, l973 Dear aunt Sophie,The mail today brought your long, newsy, and most interesting letter. It also caused a pang of shame, as I have been meaning to thank John for sending the letter from Arthur Meranski I do intend to write to Arthur, but first I must answer you.First of all, we are all fine. As you know Jon,who will be twenty in March is in his second year at Yale.He is a physics major and is working very hard, although he does seem to love it.Richie will be seventeen in February and is still in his junior year of high school.He will be starting to apply to college soon, probably to study Biology which seems to be his main interest.Ann expects to get her degree in Art history in June of l975.She loves the subject and is doing very well..Now in regard to your letter. I will send it to Teddy,but first must re-read it myself,.I found your anecdotes fascinating, and do think you should consider putting them in book form if it would be possible to disguise some of the names. I enjoyed most of all your comments on the family and the family history.I have only the slightest memory of my grandfather, and really had no previous knowledge of the historical facts you supplied. I would appreciate any further information that you could supply. I didn't know my grandmother at all, and really don't know anything about her. I was lucky enough to know and be very close to your brother "Pete" I do remember Ben, but know almost nothing about the others. Perhaps you could write more about the family.The cousins are scattered all about, and some of us hardly know some of the others.You could help to pull all of us together.I must confess that my boys are at the age where they shy away from the camera, and that I have no recent shots. i will try to take some and pass them along to you. They are both very good kids, and I am very proud of them. Many thanks for the great letter, and even though I hate writing I do promise to keep in touch. Love from all of us - Jay. + Black Notebook Eight VIII p 158 Nov 20,1973 excerpts Arthur Meranski "Yesterday I called aunt Jeanette in Pikesville. It was a trifle strange to talk to someone you haven't seen in so long and who doesn't know what you look like, but we got along quite well. I asked them up for Thanksgiving, but she had already made other arrangements with her son and a cousin. So I think Betty and I will invite her on a weekend even if we go to Pikesville - about thirty miles - to get her and bring her back. She told me that her daughter is in the process of gettig a divorce. Also during the past week I received a letter from Jason Pollack. = have been ransacking my memory concerning my grandfather Taylor. It seems to me that he came from some hick town in the Ukraine - the name Uman and Bernichen Berndichen seem to ring a bell. For most of the time I was old enough to know him he didn't do too much due to diabetes and I think heart trouble. = Betty just gave me a sort of combination Christmas and birthday present - to wit - a piano. I use eight fingers and one thumb, since my right thumb has a fine collection of twnety-millimeter fragments in it and is not exactly flexible. = I never supposed I would have a granddaughter who is composed of varying fractions - Scotch-Irish, Jewish, Virginia mountaineer, and Indian. Being prejudiced I think that this combination - plus whatever admixture I forgot- has really produced quite a female. = Tell John I still will write to him presently. We get a large charge from your stories and await the next one, so write when you can. Paula and Tommy - twins are intrigued with their Naval great-aunt.-Arthur Meranski Nov 29, 1973 Dear John, My sister came down for the weekend and had a good time doing nothing. Things were almost too quiet and relaxed, but then our granddaughter arrived. With her in the house there is always an uproar. She helps Betty in the kitchen.Betty appreciates this as the assistance adds only about two hours to the time normally required. = Eire is one place not familiar to me. My only time there was a four hour layover at Shannon airport in 1954.My main recollection is the incredible green of the countryside, but that is a common impression. I am far better acquainted with Scotland, northern England, and the Channel coast of England. My unit spent a long time in the Cairrigorum Mountains in England [check spellng]. Of course I got to know the Channel almost as well as I know Long Island Sound. Also spent a lot of time in Staffordshire in glider training. I like both the country and the people. I remember the British as a hard, tough, and hospitable nation and would prefer to have them on my side than against me. Bad enemy! = I have been chasing Amy up and down the banks of Corsin's [?] run at the rear of the property. Now that's tiring ..... Art" + pages 147-148 notebook Eight: Excerpts of letter from Babe Geetter dated January 17, l974 First of I do want to acknowledge your letter which most certainly did contain information thwat you received from Mrs. Witkower as well as the second letter from Saul Seidman. I called the elderly Mrs. Witkower just before starting this note. She was most gracious and offered the information that Meema Saura had lost her husband before leaving for America and in all probability went back to Brody from Vienna as a widow - knew Mom in Brody, and together they left for the United States. Israel Witkower was born in Europe and was a year old when he came here with his mother. Mrs. Witkower was sure that Meema was a widow when she arrived here and that Israel was less than a year old. So you see "meema" had no husband with whom to travel, and bears out my own conviction that Momma really had no connection with Vienna and that the two women and Yonkel the infant boy travelled here from Brody. They came here to stay with the Meiselmann family and Ma remained with them until she married Pa. Also the name and address of the young Adelman girl is now Mrs. Albert Shulman, 856 Prospect Avenue, Hartford Connecticut She was Rachel Adelman and was very young when Pa remarried."[end Rebekah Geetter letter. [Rachel was eight years old, Sophie Barrett note:] Jacob "Yonkel" Ma's brother came with her at an early age. They may have traveled with widowed Meema Sura Witkower and infant Israel from Brody. John Barrett note: Records show the ship on which Mrs. Witkower and her two sons arrived in new York April l890. No one has searched whether Tolley and Jacob Goldfeld were on that same ship. They may have arrived earlier. The older Witkower boy was born in Brody l880's and his younger brother israel in Vienna l889. Tolley or Thalia Goldfeld married Daivd Meranski at Germania Hall, Hartford August 8, l890, said to be age twenty, which agrees with her l925 death certificate in placing her birth in l870 or l869. [Sophie Meranski's birth certificate indicated she was somewhat older, born about 1865l to be thirty-sic in October, l90l. Rebekah Meranski stated her mother came to USA via Hamburg Germany. SOPHIE BARRETT letter text: draft of letter to niece Thalia and Bob Klein: Friday 27 June, 1986 Dear Teddy and Bob, On Friday June 20 Babe [was]busy packing for two weeks of fishing at Belgrade lakes in Maine she and Geetter enjoy so much with Harold, Ava, and their girls Jennifer nine and Lauren seven there for one week. The girls are good students, even at summer school, play piano, clarinet and cello. - Babe wrote me an informative letter of thanks for my June 10 letter for her 57th wedding anniversary June 16.[round robin] She mailed my long account of Meranski, Pollack, Geetter weddings mostly in June to Buzzy Price for aunt Jen in Baltimore and for my nephew in Aberdeen, Maryland, Colonel Arthur Meranski and wife Betty. Arthur is sixty-six, lives at 836 Randolph Drive, Aberdeen, Maryland, 21001. Jen is at 20 Warren Park Drive, Baltimore, Maryland - her son Dan's wife works in governor's office, and child, baby Diane, is a gem. Dan is a psychologist working with problem boys. In writing Babe for her fifty-seventh Jen enclosed a newspaper account of "remarkable Ph.d candidate at NYU Deborah Meranski Sonnenstrahl, zealous worker, public speaker and writer for benefit of deaf." The article has a good picture of Debbie, whom we admire. Ask Jen for a copy. = I wrote Babe that about 1919 our oldest, loved brother Harry married privately his longtime sweetheart Sadie Taylor. We were not present because her mother had health problems, but I loved her Dad. My brother Ben and sister Esther never married. Abe married lovely Ethyle Berenson privately as her working widowed mother could not afford a formal marriage reception. Harry had two children, Colonel Arthur, and Pearl, who never married.On a June Sunday in 1924 in our Wooster Street home Bee [Bertha] Meranski married Sam Pollack 1920 Harvard junior Phi Beta Kappa. She was lovely, beautiful - he very happy. On Sunday June 9, 1929 I enjoyed Jen and Pete's well-attended formal wedding [in Baltimore]. I saw them soon again on their honeymooon June 16, 1929 when Jack and I attended Babe's wedding [traveling] from New York. At Babe's outdoor wedding [at 'The Shack' near the Farmington River] Lieutenant Jack Barrett met honeymooning Jen and Pete and invited them to dinner in New York the following Thursday night June 20, when they had theater tickets. He took them to Longchamps Restaurant. Jack and I afterward walked to my apartment [27 Commerce Street]. When I invited him in, he said, "I still have a lot of packing to do as I leave by train at three [pm] tomorrow for the west coast and sail for three years sea duty." I expected sadly never to see him again. But he said, "I'll take you to lunch tomorrow". At noon he entered my office - Friday June 21, 1929. He asked, "Will you marry me?" Stunned, I was silent. We went to a hotel for lunch, then by subway to City Hall. He had a license. We hurried to the railroad station just in time for his train.One year and five months later we met in North China. In 1957 we went to Baltimore for June wedding of Jen and Pete's girl Debbie [to Alfred Sonnenstrahl]. In Brooklyn New York twenty-eight years ago we saw David Geetter marry Joan Trouboff. They have two girls {Darya and Erica] in graudate study.Twenty-five years ago June 10, 1961 in Hartford I saw Buzzy [Thalia] Geetter marry Michael Price- three children Eric 22, Jessica 18, Hilary 15. I did not attend weddings of Albert, Harold or Suzy Geetter but know their mates and children [from Thanksgiving 1984]. Albert's son Josh is climing Andes i Peru. We hope you both and Ken's family [Klein], Keith [Klein], Anne, Jason, Jon, Richard and wife are well [Pollacks]. Buzzy's family go to Cape Cod very soon. Love - aunt Sophie (and John). P.S. Darya Geetter David's older girl - a second year New York University Law student- is happy this summer in Philadelphia working for a distinguished appellate judge. David's younger girl Erika Yale 1985 summa cum laude Phi Beta Kappa is in Heidelberg University for a full year free on a fellowship and all expenses paid.On June 21 David -married twenty-eight years- left with Joan to vist her in Germany and to travel in the area the week of June 21. Buzzy and Michael relaxed and rested in their Maine wilderness home while Eric -Yale 1985 -worked on reume/s in applying for a job. Jessica Price 18 and Hilary 15 work on Cape Cod, keep house, until parents arrive this weekend before the Fourth of July traffic jam the following Saturday. Jessica is a Colgate sophomore, - Hilary a Concord Academy junior- both ski, play soccer, and wind instruments. The Price family scuba-dive in Bahamas. Suzie Geetter Kashdan's girl Sarah is a three-year-old now in Shirley, Massachusetts. Norman Kashdan is Suzie's fine husband. At the town pool three-year-old Sarah Kashdan will learn to swim, with Suzie in the pool while Dad- Norman- often goes to California to teach computing and digitial equiment at college there in California. Kashdan is a worthy family kin - good for Suzie and Sarah. All Geetters are fine folks. In mid-June Babe hired help to serve and clean up for a family dinner party for her fifty-seventh wedding anniversary, and Albert's birthday, and David and Buzzy's twenty-eighth and twenty-fifth wedding anniversaries. The house was filled with good talk and food. Eric Price, 22,who played rugby for Yale, drove a [Coronado?]van- he wants bank work - fine young man." Draft of June 1986 Sophie Barrett letter to her niece Thalia Klein in Florida and Thalia's husband orthodontist Bob Klein, many years in practice in Mansfield, Ohio.


John B. Barrett, John's father, on Kailua Beach, Oahu, Territory of Hawaii, June 1925. #165 p 21


Jack hiked over NUUANU PALI cliff road with Lieutenant Edward Arroyo of M-A-R-B-L-E-H-E-A-D, a native of New Orleans, who was in Hawaii l941-l942 with wife Lillian and daughter Mary. Arroyo was nvolved in preparations for Battle oof midway June 4-5 l942 and reconditioning of damaged ships in record time.Eddie Arroyo probably took this photo. A photpo of him disappeared il993 thefts. He wrote the Barretts several letters in l970 for memoirs.


William j. barrett p 21-166 B-I-L-L


Notebook Eight p 160 U.S District Court District of Connecticut Chambers of Saul Seidman Bankruptcy Judge U.S.Courthouse 450 Main Street Hartford, Connecticut 06103 [tel. 244-2480] December 21, 1973 Dear Mrs. Barrett, Please forgive my not having answered your letter prior to this time. I have made a few inquiries in an effort to answer the specific questions which you asked. Unfortunately the people who could answer yur questions are no longer with us. I can, however, give you my own recollection, which is based on what I recall from conversations with my mother. Unfortunately, Mrs. Witkower was not my grandmother, but she was a very close friend and practically a part of the family.I know that my mother's family came from Austria, and I am sure that the Witkowers were from the same community. = You remembered the town of Brod, and my recollection is that that is the town my mother mentioned. I suspect that the Meranskis came from the same locality. = Rose Witkower did live in California, but she recently returned to our community and is living at Apartment 14-7, Regency Drive, Bloomfield, Connecticut. I am sure that she might be able to give you some additinal information.Others whom you might communicate with are Mrs. Morris (Emma) Cohen, 24 Terry Plains Road, Bloomfield, Connecticut,- she and Mrs. Fanchon Hartman Title are active in a local Jewish Historical Society. Mrs. Title's address is 26 High Ridege Road, West Hartford, Connecticut. Sincerely, Saul Seidman."[Notebook Eight p 167]United States District Court District of Connecticut -U.S. courthouse 450 Main Street, Hartford, Connecticut 16103 Chambers of Saul Seidman, Bankruptcy Judge January 4, 1974 Dear Mr. Barrett: In your letter you mentioned that your grandmother had lived with a family named Meiselmann in Hartford.That was the name of my mother's parents, and they were the only family of that name in Hartford at the time, so you can safely assume that your grndmother lived with my grandparents when she first came to this country. I know that my grandmother was friendly with your grandparents. I have a recollection of having visited their home with my mother. If my recollection is correct,they lived on the corner of Canton and Bellevue Streeets, which is where your grandfather had his store. [actually 2-4 Wooster Street at Canton St. - perhaps name change.]Sincerely, Saul Seidman." Sophie Barrett note: Seidmans are grandchildren of Meiselmanns who housed Ma. At that time it was Canton and Wooster Street -when the store was in the house, we lived on second floor 4 Wooster St. Now probably it is Bellevue Street in a large redevelopment program. When I left for Mount Holyoke Colege, we lived on Canton and Woosters Streets. +Sophie Barrett letter to Ivan McCormack in Salem New York (Sophie sublet from Mrs. McCormack l927-l930 at 27Commerce St, Greenwich Village) (1973) November 2, 1973 Friday morning VITAMIN enclosed. Dear Ivan, As Esther's birthday approaches on the nineteenth of November it occurs to me that I have neglected her shamefully in my accounts of the four sisters in my family. That is unfaiur as she was as interesting as any of us-taller than the other three with jet black hair like my mother, jet black eyes and with a better figure than Bee, Babe or me.- and from an early age she mothered us as we were eight by birth and more than fourteen by additions of motherless children who actually lived with us.Esther had more close girl friends and boy friends than we did, and with the first money she earned she bought a piano for the family as well as a record player and many records - and paid for a telephone when so few people we knew had telephones that ours rarely rang.She did well professionally because she was smart and went to a fine business college for bookkeeping, typing, and shorthand- at which she was a whiz.But her first job was at Vogel and son,a Hartford wholesale grocer. To preserve their stock there was no heat in the place - not even in her office as the men wore overcoats and sweaters at worlk and warm gloves. It was a big, profitable business that Esther enjoyed,but because she had to do bookkeeping,typing and stenography, she couldn't wear gloves while working and got frostbitten hands as well as feet! He boss liked her, so she stayed despite the cold, but when she confided to her best girl friend that her married boss was trying to make love to her- that friend told my father, who would not let her rtrun to that job- not even to collect her pay and her sweater!Soon the business college got her a job at the H.L. Handy Company,-wholesale dealer in meats, poultry and eggs. In the (p.2) office was Charles Bardous the head bookkeeper, one other male bookkeeper, and Esther.She really liked that job, was a happy girl with a piano record player, telephone,and always treated us to "college ices" -sundaes of chocolate sauce and nuts and always had a pound box of chocolates in her bureau drawer.I used to steal a few candies, which she never complained about if she knew they were gone.One night Pete was reading in bed at age fifteen, and I said to him,"Don't drop those apple cores on the floor- throw them out."-And as he chewed Esther's candies, he replied with a gleam in his eye,"Sis, there are no cores in these apples!"Esther must have known we were eating her candies, but she never stopped us or let us know she realized we were at her drawer.And when I could not see how I could pay the colllege fees, Esther and Al told me to go ahead - they would meet the expenses! Esther gave me her suitcase, her winter coat, and a lot more , and Al took me right to my room at the college (September l9l9). =And Esther was at the station to see me off in HER best clothes I was wearing. In my freshman year she came to visit and won the hearts of my classmates, who gave supper parties in their rooms for her, and the house mother invited Esther to sit with her at the head table while I waited on that table for one hundred dollars that year.Esther was so proud of me as very few women from Hartford went to the five best women's colleges in those days- certainly none of our friends except one older one who went to Brown University in Providence (earlier) but was working in Washington when I was growing up. And when I came home, Esther had a grand job for me (l921) for the summer in HER office- so we walked to and from work together every day and across the street near the lad I eventually invited to my junior prom (p 3) for a fabulously delightful weekend- a prom date with a car and a tux of his own!I was blind to the charms of Esther because she never seemed to have men come to the house for a date but yet she went out every evening, and I thought she was walking with her girl friends - who by then had telephones.One night I went to an outdoor summer dance with a girl Esther's age and was startled when she told me she was sorry for Esther. Only then did I learn that Esther and her young boss in the office were deeply in love and had been for years, but Esther would not marry him.What I did not know is that my father REFUSED to allow it and would not let Charlie come to the house, so she met him every evening on Main Street - had no place to entertain him in any weather, and that bothered Esther's close friend, as Esther told her it would be Charlie Bardous or no one. My father objected to Charles only because he was not Jewish. This went on for years while Esther saw me through college after Al married, and then Esther began to see Pete through college and medical school and mother Babe when I was away and when my mother died.Even then my father would not see Charlie.H.L. Handy sold out to Swift and Company, so Esther and Charlie were transferred to a big office force where they were never alone. Charlie then lived with his aged mother, who was as opposed to a Jewish daughter-in-law (beautiful and generous and wise and kind and musical and in love with Charlie to the exclusion )(p.4) of all other men) Julius Aronson loved her for years before he finally married Mollie at an advanced age.So it went on.My father died in l933, so Esther was free to follow her heart, but Charlie's mother stayed alive.- and by the time she grudgingly agreed that Esther could live with them Esther would not marry Charlie and live with that old witch -whom even Charlie thought to be a witch- and he supported her as his duty and not for love of her.Esther could not bring herself to live under the same roof as she knew the mother would make her true love's life miserable. That mother lived until she was close to one hundred (years).I don't know what finally happened to Charles as I was so rarely in Hartford- but Esther never dated dany other men! She went to live with Babe and with Geetter to help them with the five children when Geetter went to war.She lugged home the meat and eggs after work from Swift and Company and stayed with the five babies while Babe shopped in the evening- and helped with the washing and the housework in addition to her job. Geetter said to me, "I think so much of Esther I don't know which one I married - Babe or Esther." She was always "Nan" to the children and should have had a flock of her own! Now her birthday approaches- about seventy-nine and Geetter will send the the big yellow chrysanthemum he sends every year - the flowers that will still be fresh on Thanksgiviing Day. Esther and I were very close, but never once did she breathe to me the sadness of her broken romance. Maybe now you will know why I was so secretive about my marriage (p5) to Jack - an Irish Catholic and a devout one.I knew about Esther's broken romance with a Christian, and I feared for mine even though I learned about Esther's only from her best friend who later told me Esther wept bitterly often over my father's attitude before Charles ever told his mother about Esther.So I kept my marriage secret until I was about to sail, and then I did NOT go to Hartford to see my good Dad bfore I sailed.I did not want to see him hurt that his daughter who had been so sought after by fine Jewish men should marry a Christian- even one as fine as Jack Barrett. Esther's life had been ruined, and no one was going to ruin life forjack and me.I saw my father only once after that in l932 shortly before he died, but Jack was not with me.Pa ignored my marriage and made no effort to see me in Boston and died some months later (March 29, l933).All Hartford was there (at his funeral) to hear the rabbi say "David gave his life to the unfortunate in Hartford after the expense of his own chldren, who numbered eight by birth but countless by his big heart." Esther loved him always, so she disregarded Charlie's pleas that she elope with him as she had no desire to hurt Pa.What a person. Greater than I could ever hope to be. I was headstrong. Even when my father came to New York to urge me to accept Bill Nuremberg and to forget the charming but poor Irish naval officer of a different faith.He came to New York only to dissuade me from Jack long before Jack proposed.What I did not know was that Jack (p.6) went (December l928) to New Haven and to Hartford to inspect naval Reserves at the armories there, had found my brother Al's home had dinner there and left Al with the impression that he was seriously interested in me.Al told Pa, who came rushing to New York to put a stop to the nonsense.She had NOT met Jack but did meet him at your apartment (27 Commerce Street) the night he lost his money to thieves in the subway.There is no doubt Pa likedJack BUT vastly preferred Bill (Nuremberg) whom he had called on atGrand Central Building that afternoon without my knowledge or consent.The father watched his daughters closely - could run Esther, Bee, Babe but found me always headstrong attractive to the Italian and Irish boys.He moved away from 25 Morgan Street (l9l6) because of the attentions of Joe Paonessa- a rich builder's son from Holy Cross who lived across the street. And on Wooster Street he told Justin McCarthy a United States sailor, that his daughter could not go out with him and could NOT accept thebeaded bag Justin had brought to me all the way from the Mediterranean. Justin went off with that bag really scared, and I never saw him again.My father was very tall- powerful, and even an Irish sailor feared his wrath.He did likeSam Pollack Dr. Geetter, and his three good Jewish daughter-in-law! All (except Pete and Jen in Baltimore) were married in his living room except Babe, who was married in his summer home ("The Shack" or "Snug Harbor" near Windsor) with Jack present (June l6, l929).A really wonderful man of principle. He did not just blindly object to marriage outsidethe faith. He believed firmly that the chance o hapiness in mixed marriages was slight but p7 above all he believed such marriage a great injustice to the children.I had a very good father and a very good mother.I believe Esther would be the first to agree.Charles Bardous was not her only chance for happiness.Julius Aronson loved her, Jack Fine loved her,Charlie Rosenblatt loved her - all had sense enough to make happy marriages with other girls- all were successful, happy men - all would have made Esther happy,and my father knew it. But she was in love with Charlie when she knew himother objected and knew that after their elopement she would have to live with her as Charlie would never desert that mother who tied him so closely for her own support.He did not earn enough as one employed bookkeeper to support two households.She was happy (later) to live with Babe and Geetter and her five nieces and nephews who adore her as she appraoches her birthday on November l9. But isn't it strange that p8- she never talked to Bee or to me or to Babe about her broken rmance and that I never heard it discussed by any of my sisters or brothers? I got it in bits and piece from her friends and from my father.One of her friends married Julis Aronson and another close friend married Charles Rosenblatt.... Phil and Peggy Dahlquist loyally support (President +Nixon) Phil lied storeies about my family - please send this to him (Round robin letters were a Meranski family tradition - also among Mount Holyoke l23csmate and Sophie often sent round robin letters l970's to Ivan McCormack, Phil and Peggy Dahlquist, Admiral Stika USCG retired, to Sophie's nephew Col. Arthur Meranki in Abede Maryland, to Gertrude and Paul Rice in Pasadena and separately a group of HANNIBAL friends - Mary Boyd, Mary Ascherfeld, Adm. Visser, Captain Mercin Halstead, the Lehmans, Candlers, and others.) Of the others my father and mother cared for in their home I have only sketchy information except for Julius Aronson and Catherine Cooper, who for years I believed were my blood sister and brother. And Catherine married Sam Aronson! He was Julius's brother -9- who almost lived with us when his mother died but went home only to sleep as we had run out of bedspace! All of us slept two in a bed- four in a room, but we ran out of space even when my two oldest brothers Harry and Ben offered to sleep on the living room floor if my parents would only keep a few of their motherless friends. One day Al stepped on Ben's hand while Ben was sleeping on thefloor, and his hand was broken.Ben needed that hand to play the saxophone when he had the vaudeville bug at an early age and left the good job in the drug store and then added gray hairs to my father's fine head of jet black hair!My father put Ben out of the house for giving up that job.Then he sent me out with fod for Ben and shut his eyes when Ben sneaked in to bed at night! - And poor Pete had the earache, and Ma got Dr. Kates to come in. He asked her what she had done for the boy, and Ma said she had heated sweet oil and put a spoonful or two in the ear.The doctor turned on Ma - a very Jewish doctor and said, "I don't want no 'hoil' in 'dat h'ear."Poor Pete was in pain, but he roared laughing, and after that we would mimic"I don't want no 'hoil' in that h'ear." I forget what he prescribed, but he did clear it up. I suppose my mother could have clogged the ear andhurt the hearing permanently. When I was small my father owned a good-sized restaurant He had a big coal stove and loved to stand near it. At times one of his customers would brew tea- strong tea there and -p 10- put it into small bottles. he claimed to be a drug salesman. I learned later that he sold that tea as eye drops from his pack of patent medicines he sold to druggists. That was about 1909.(After recent Halloween activity in West Roxbury) I am remind of l907 the one year we lived on 27th Street in the heart of the East Side of New York city in the Panicof l906 when I was five or six.In terror I stood at the window on the second floor of the tenement house and watched the boys with long stockings - wmen's black- filled with fluor hit poor passing men and other boys across the back- hit them so hard white flour showed on their overcoats. I was petrified and did not go out all day. It was traditional then just as trick or treat is here." Notebook Eight p. 172 Letter from Mrs. Herbert Gitlen niece of Sophie Meranski Barrett "11 Barn Hill Road Bloomfield, Connecticut 06002 January 14, 1974 Dear Aunt Sophie, I'm afraid I think in shorthand, and write the same way. I envy you and others who can put down a 'complete' thought - maybe I don't have 'complete' thoughts - only outlines. Anyway, I am finally answering your last letter that enclosed one of my better snapshots. Yes, I do have a copy in the house and so I am returning your as you requested. Just to pretty-up the contents, I also enclose a recent picture of my daughter Andy. Her brother took it one Sunday when we all booked over to Ne York. She is a high school senior, doing quite well, and has applied to colleges. We wait -with crossed fingers! Ted called me last week - in fifteen years he's written no more than five times. He's fine and told me expressly to remember him to you. He loves living in the warm climate, and even though I constantly invite him up to visit, he fears it might be too cold - even in July! Tomorrow the fifteenth is a 'no-school' day in the area. We (Bloomfield) observe the birthday of Martin Luther King. My son Jess will spent it skiing in Vermont. Last year he broke a leg on this very same trip. We are hoping for a more successful outing this year. I have never been a winter person, and someday Herb and I (Herb loves the winter) will move to the shore in a warmer zone. If I didn't have to get up every morning to go to the office, I doubt I'd leave the house at all on some days. On February seventeen along with another couple, we're flying to Acapulco for a week in 'guaranteed sunshine'. It will be a welcome break from winter. Do you get to see Buzzy or Suzanne? Aren't they both in your area? Arthur writes a helluva letter. His hadwriting, by the way, is identical to Ted's if I remember correctly. Take care, aunt Sophie - say 'hi' to John, and write when you have time.Love - Carol" ( 1975 Sophie note "Daughter is Andrea; son is Jess. In 1975 Andrea is at University of Connecticut")


Which one is John's father? #167 p 21


If you guessed the second from left, you were right. Here he is shown with friends during a formal event, about 1918. First part of caption by Jim Ullyot Harvard 1962. Jim met Commander Barrett at the Commander's law office at 6 Beacon St.,Boston Room 412 when Jim had a problem about a motor scooter,though the Commander was unable to help.


Crater Lake Oregon- Jack Barrett photo O-V-E-R T-H-E M-O-U-N-T-A-I-N


June 28 or 29, l947 Jack Barrett photo Crater Lake Oregon #168 p 21