Yesterday was one of those winter days where I didn’t leave the house all day. I read the paper, did the crossword puzzle, and played on the computer. It was quiet, relaxing, but not exciting. Then late yesterday afternoon, I received an email from Judy, Max’s granddaughter, that made my day. Attached to the email was a document that Judy’s sister, Susan, had found while going through some old papers. It’s a family tree sketched out by hand by Renee Brotman Haber, one of Max Brotman’s daughters and Roz, Susan and Judy’s mother.
Take a look at it:
If you now compare this to the family tree on the blog for Abraham and his descendants, you will immediately realize that Renee had written out the family tree of her father’s brother Abraham. Judy and Susan don’t know when she did it or where, but this is definitely written by Renee and it is definitely Abraham’s family.
Paula Newman, Abraham’s granddaughter, commented on the blog a couple of months ago that she believed she had met Rosalie and Dick Jones in Florida years ago when she was there with her parents. Rosalie was Renee’s sister, and Judy said that both families used to go to Florida every year at Christmas time. Perhaps it was during one of those vacations that Paula’s family met with Renee and Rosalie’s families and provided Renee with the information she sketched out on the family tree.
This is the third piece of evidence that supports the conclusion that Abraham and Max were brothers and that Abraham, like Max, was Joseph’s son from his first marriage. First, we have the fact that Max was the witness on Abraham’s naturalization papers. Second, we have the fact that Abraham’s Hebrew name was Avraham ben Yosef Yaakov, named for his grandfather Avraham whose son was Yosef Yaakov. (Recall that Joseph’s Hebrew name was Yosef Yaakov ben Avraham. Also, Abraham named his son Yosef Yaakov shortly after Joseph died, as did Hyman and Tillie.) And now we have evidence that Renee met or spoke with Abraham’s daughter or granddaughter to write down this family tree. I don’t know how they found each other, or , more sadly, how they had all lost each other beforehand and then afterwards.
I guess you can tell how much this all means to me that receiving this document made me so happy. Who cares about snow and sleet and cold when there is a new discovery linking our families!!
This should also be an inspiration to the rest of you to look for things like this—old letters, cards, postcards, pictures. You never know what you will find. Come on, make my day!
- Update on Abraham Brotman of Brooklyn (brotmanblog.wordpress.com)