June 26, 1926 (A.M.) – Buffalo


[Note: This postcard is the first note Papa wrote to my grandmother while he was at a Zionist Organization of America conference in 1926. To see large-sized images of the card, click the thumbnail images on the right of this page.]

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Sat. Morning

My dear Jeanie:

Well I am here, I retired
in my sleeper in N.Y. and awoke
this morning in Bufalo. It is
a fine town. I am now preparing
my ammunition to shoot pictures
at Niagara Falls. It feels great
to be here among so many
co-idealists,1 There is no sea as
in Long Branch2 but I’ll have
enough of the falls. My friends
are rushing me and the bus is
waiting to take me to the falls.
I therefore write only a card3

Harry

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Matt’s Notes

1 – Papa was in Buffalo “among so many co-idealists” at the 29th annual convention of the Zionist Organization of America.

2 – Five days earlier, Papa had gone to Long Branch, New Jersey to attend the convention of Order Sons of Zion (a.k.a. B’nai Zion) the Zionist fraternal order and mutual support society to which he belonged. The New York Times briefly described this gathering:

Sons of Zion in Convention

Long Branch, N.J. June 20 –

Two hundred delegates and as many
more visitors attended the opening of
the seventeenth annual convention of
the order Sons of Zion at the Scarboro
Hotel today. Commissioner W. Stan-
ley Bouse welcomed the delegates.
Louis Lipsky, Chairman of the Zionist
Committee, spoke. The convention
closes tomorrow, when new officers
will be installed.

And, the next day:

Sons of Zion Elect Officers

Long Branch, N.J. June 21.–

The Sons of Zion, meeting in the Scar-
boro Hotel here today, elected Sol
Friedman of New York, President;
Judge Jacob S. Strahl, New York, Vice
President; Jacob I Kiskor, Brooklyn,
Secretary, and Max Fenwick, New York,
Treasurer.

Long Branch was a well-established beach resort community at the time, less than 20 miles as the crow flies from Papa’s usual seaside haunts at Coney Island:

Papa probably attended the Sons of Zion conference with the same fraternal brothers, like Blaustein, Bluestone, and Zichlinsky, that he used visit Coney with in 1924. The conference may have been all business, but I’m sure Papa’s ocean-loving crew found a moment to join the frolicsome crowds on the beach, like those pictured in this 1923 photo of Long Branch:

Here’s a shot of Long Branch’s Broadway as it may have looked to Papa during the busy summer season:

And here’s the Scarboro hotel, where the B’nai Zion conference took place and where Papa most likely stayed. According to Eddie at historiclongbranch.org (the source of all these Long Branch images) the corner of Bath and Ocean Avenues saw two incarnations of the Scarboro hotel over the years, but by the time Papa got there the newer, modern version was in place:

We should also note that Judge Jacob Strahl, the newly elected President of B’nai Zion mentioned in the Times article above, made a couple of personal appearances in Papa’s 1924 diary: one in which Papa accompanied him home from the Bronx after a lecture, and one in which Papa attended a dinner in his honor.

3 – The front of this particular card reads:

67:–Statler Hotel and McKinley Monument, Buffalo, N.Y.

Buffalo was the site of hotel pioneer E.M. Statler’s first permanent hotel. Built in 1907, it featured amenities for which his hotel chain would later become famous: cheerful service, affordable rates, and luxuries, like bathrooms in every room, normally unavailable to proletarian travelers. (As my legions of readers who get together each weekend to quiz each other on Papa’s Diary trivia no doubt are aware, my comments on Papa’s January 30th, 1924 diary entry quotes a brochure about Statler’s Hotel Pennsylvania in New York that advertises these very sorts of advantages.)

Like the Hotel Scarboro in Long Branch, the above-pictured version of the Statler Hotel that Papa stayed in was not the original, but a second incarnation. Statler built it in 1923 (and renamed the first Statler the Hotel Buffalo) so when Papa stayed there in 1926 it must have still felt fresh, novel and impressive. It may well have been the most comfortable place that Papa ever stayed, since until then he had known only Jewish ghetto life in Eastern Europe and tenement life on the Lower East Side of New York. Developers converted the building to office space in 1984 and renamed it Statler Towers, but as of this writing it’s under new ownership and on its way to becoming a mixture of condominium, hotel and commercial space.

Interestingly, Papa addressed this card not to my grandmother’s home on Hart Street in Brooklyn, but to an address just around the corner at 185 Pulaski Street. No one in my family is entirely sure what was at this address, but we think it was a factory owned by my great-grandfather and that my grandmother worked there. This is probably right. Mail was delivered twice a day in those days, so Papa would have addressed letters to her daytime address to make sure she got them as soon as possible. Perhaps he thought this would give him an advantage over other suitors who, he was convinced, were competing with him for her affections.

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June 26, 1926 (P.M.) – Buffalo


[Note: This postcard is the second note Papa wrote to my grandmother while he was in Buffalo for a Zionist Organization of America conference in 1926. To see a larger view of the card, click the thumbnail image on the right side of this page.]

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Sat. Afternoon

My dear Jeanie:

I am in Canada now1,
The sight of the falls on both
sides in indescribable.2
For heavens sake, someday
I must take you out here
to see one of the worlds
wonders.3 Harry

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1 – In his previous card, Papa mentioned that he was about to get on a bus to Niagara Falls. It was typical for him to write my grandmother morning and night when he was separated from her.

2 – The Falls were indescribable for Papa, perhaps, but whoever wrote the copy for the back of this postcard compensated with a Niagra-like torrent of descriptors:

NIAGARA FALLS BY ILLUMINATION
This new beauty of Niagara differs from
the beauty that the Creator made working
through inanimate life. For here He
worked through the inventive genius of
man, and gave Niagara a new glory that
can be turned on and off at the mere
pressing of a switch-button, throwing
on the billion candle power batter of elec-
tric searchlight which floodlights the Falls,
the batteries being hidden in the foliage
work invisibly and in no way mare the
scenery with the imprint of man’s hand.
Nor does the conquest end here, for the
searchlights of Niagara when sent upward
into the sky may be seen for seventy five
miles away.

This breathless passage takes up almost the entire back of the card and forced Papa to squeeze his note to my grandmother into the limited remaining space. I suppose the lighting of Niagara Falls was truly remarkable in a world where electric light was still making its way into everyday life, so perhaps we should forgive our postcard writer’s wordy triumphalism. Meanwhile, those who prefer a slightly more objective description can turn to a New York Times report on the debut of the Fall’s evening light show, which occurred just over a year before Papa’s visit:

Niagara Falls Glows Under Electric Lights
As Vast Beams of Colors Flash Upon It

NIAGARA FALLS, N.Y., May 1925 Niagara was illuminated tonight by electric light of 1,300,000,000 candle power, generated by its own power…

On top of an old spillway in Victoria Park on the Canadian side, midway between the Horseshoe and the American Falls, a battery of twenty-four 36-inch Ryan scintillators had been placed, under the direction of W. D’Arcy Ryan, illuminating engineer of the General Electric Company. When night settled the lights were turned on. The initial beams were of white light, and the falls took on the appearance of milk pouring from the higher to the lower level.

As the display progressed color screens were brought into service. There were red, orange, green, blue and violet of the spectrum colors and deep red and magenta of the special colors, while the soft colors were pale blue, orange and rose. A change of screens made the falls look like a torrent of blood. Another change gave an orange hue to the falling waters, which turned to green with another shifting of screens.

For the record, the Horseshoe Falls had felt the touch of electric illumination, if only momentarily, prior to 1925. A Times article published on October 19, 1919 describes a ceremony in which “the Prince of Wales arrived at Niagara Falls, Ont.” as “the guest of Dr. Harry Grant, Park Commissioner of Queen Victoria Park. When the Prince reached Dr. Grant’s house he pushed a button that lighted the Horseshoe Falls. It made a wonderful sight, the first time the Horseshoe Falls have been illuminated.”

3 – Papa did eventually take my grandmother to Niagara Falls — on their honeymoon, of course.

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