Thursday Nov 27

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Thanksgiving Day

Evening with Maccabean
Camp open meeting.

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Matt’s Notes

Though he felt deep admiration for his adopted country (the contemplation of free elections had brought him to tears as he listened to the Democratic Convention on the radio earlier in the year) it looks like Papa hadn’t developed much attachment to Thanksgiving as of 1924. (This despite the premiere of the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade in which, according to the New York Times, “a retinue of clowns, freaks, animals and floats” accompanied Santa Claus on a march from 145th Street to the seven-month-old Macy’s store on 34th Street.)

Papa had a couple of days off earlier in the week due to slow business at his factory, but I can’t tell from this post whether Thanksgiving Day was an official union holiday or whether he worked. It certainly seems like he didn’t have a meal with either of his sisters or other relatives, but perhaps the “Maccabean camp” (this was Papa’s chapter of B’nai Zion, the fraternal organization to which he belonged) held its open meeting to give its members, most of whom were immigrants, a place to gather for the holiday.

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My mother adds:

Very few Jews, even when I was growing up, celebrated Thanksgiving the way we know it now…We never had turkeys…I think because there weren’t any kosher ones. Turkey was what we read about in school…Pilgrims, grandmother’s house. etc., mainly consumed by Gentiles. I doubt that Aunt Nettie and Aunt Clara had any clue about the holiday.

Friday Nov 28

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Movies

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Papa doesn’t say what movie he saw, but a few new choices have come to town since the last time he went:

  • Wages of Virtue, a Foreign Legion story starring Gloria Swanson and directed by Alain Dwan. (Dwan, who made movies from the early 1900’s through 1961, provides one of the more fascinating interviews in Peter Bogdanovich’s Who The Devil Made It.) If Papa saw this film at the Rivoli, he would have particularly enjoyed the accompanying Flying Fist two-reeler because it starred the great Jewish boxer, Benny Leonard.
  • A Sainted Devil, a tale of passion and revenge starring Rudolph Valentino
  • The Price of a Party, a melodrama starring Hope Hampton and the first actor to go by the name Harrison Ford.
  • The Breath of Scandal, panned for its dullness by The New York Times
  • The Silent Accuser, starring the police dog Peter The Great, who, though “not as good looking as Strongheart or Rin-Tin-Tin,” according to the Times, still made a graceful screen star.
  • The Black Swan, a depiction of high-society intrigued dismissed as “very weird” and amateurish by the Times.

Saturday Nov 29

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Oh how monotonous my
present life.

Afternoon at place at factory
waiting for customers who
disappointed me.

All evening with District

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Matt’s Notes

I’ve been wondering, since Papa started selling women’s dresses on the side a few weeks ago, whether the dresses came from the factory he worked in by day or if he had an arrangement with some other company. While we don’t know if the factory where he spent this afternoon waiting in vain for customers was his usual workplace, this entry does tell us that he was selling directly for a manufacturer and not some other kind of distributor.

Since Papa’s Diary Project is, in part, my attempt to spend more time with Papa and revive the feelings I had when I was around him as a child, I find myself annoyed at the people who blew him off and wasted an opportunity to be with him in person. This might be entirely irrational, but no one could blame Papa for being in a bad mood afterwards. Still, the way he chooses to express his disappointment — “oh how monotonous my present life” — refers to more than his wasted afternoon, and reminds me of the things he’s written during his darkest, loneliest times. It looks like he even sees an evening at the “District” (I think this means the Downtown Zionist Centre at 52 St. Marks Place), where he has lately gone for companionship and to work on Zionist projects, as part of a monotonous routine.

I think this is a worrisome sign. The blues might be lurking.

Sunday Nov 30

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Dist & Bronx
relatives

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Matt’s Notes

Once in a while Papa made a trip up to the Bronx to visit his relatives (sometimes catching a baseball game along the way) though I’m not yet sure who they were or where they lived. I am pretty sure that if he started his day at the “Dist,” a.k.a. the “District,” a.k.a. the Downtown Zionist Centre on St. Marks Place, he most likely took the 2nd Avenue IRT from 8th Street to 149th Street in the Bronx and transferred to another train there.

photo of IRT map

The more I think about “The Dist,” the more it seems like the title or subject of a TV melodrama: a bunch of passionate twentysomethings from different places, all with different problems, priorities and professions, gather each night to work, flirt and find common cause at “The Dist.” And here’s the twist: It all takes place in the roaring 20’s!

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I’ve been thinking, too, about Papa’s Thanksgiving entry, and how, in looking around for something interesting to mention about Thanksgiving that year, I learned that 1924 was the first year of the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade. It seems like there were so many seminal events that year: It was the first time a Presidential campaign played out on the radio, it was the year Adolph Hitler wrote Mein Kampf in prison, it was the year Jewish Labor got behind Zionism, the year of the Leopold and Loeb trial, the year J. Edgar Hoover became head of the FBI, the year the Washington Senators finally won the Series. I’m not a historian, but it looks like the modern era was a-birthing right in front of Papa’s eyes. Does every year seem this important when examined closely? Would I have been as impressed with 1925 if Papa kept his diary that year?

Monday Dec 1

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home – radio

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Matt’s Notes

This page of the diary has a printed notation at the bottom that reads:

A SUGGESTION – Time to order your diary for next year.
For duplicate of this book order by number in front.

If Papa took this suggestion, we don’t know about it. This is the only diary we’ve got, and this is the only month we have left.

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Tuesday Dec 2

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Club district

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Matt’s Notes

The phrase “club district” almost certainly does not, as it might seem, refer to a New York neighborhood packed with nightclubs and speakeasies. The closest thing to that in Papa’s world would have been the stretch of lower Second Avenue known as “The Yiddish Rialto” for its concentration of Yiddish theaters and Jewish hangouts (like Cafe Royale and Kessler’s Second Avenue Theatre, and the Second Avenue Baths) but I think what he means here is the Downtown Zionist Centre on St. Marks Place.

As I’ve mentioned before, I think he referred to the Centre as “the district” or, when he was in a hurry, “the dist” because his Zionist Organization of America district meetings took place there. He may have written “Club district” in this entry because some other club he belonged to met there as well (perhaps the ball committee he joined a few weeks ago had something to do with this unnamed club) though I think it’s more likely that he had just come to think of “The Dist” as a clubhouse.

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Wednesday Dec 3

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Home & movies

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Matt’s Notes

Papa doesn’t say what movie he saw, but he had a few newcomers to choose from:

  • Isn’t Life Wonderful, directed by the already-legendary D.W. Griffith. This serious effort about the struggle of Germany’s poor to feed themselves met with good critical response when it was released and is still considered by film historians to be one of Griffith’s landmark efforts. Still, Time Magazine correctly predicted
     that “the film will not be popular.”

    Here’s a bit of it on YouTube:

  • Sundown, a Western of no apparent merit, at least according to the New York Times. Interestingly, the scan of this article in the Times archive also includes a snippet about Abraham Goldberg, an important figure in the Zionist Organization of America who Papa had met earlier in the year. Apparently, Goldberg spoke out of turn about the Z.O.A.’s positions on private investment in Palestine while visiting Germany, and the Z.O.A. disavowed his comments. This article also makes reference to the “Brandeis-Mack break,” a shakeup in the Z.O.A. that Papa had previously discussed.
  • Romola, an adaptation of George Eliot’s novel starring Lillian Gish and directed by Henry King. (King also directed The White Sister, which brought Papa to tears earlier in the year.) Its lavish production values and Florentine settings drew praise from both the New York Times‘ and Time Magazine‘s critics, as did Gish’s performance. The scan of this article in the Times also contains a blurb about Thomas Edison’s interview in that week’s Collier‘s in which Edison predicted the perfection of the helicopter.
  • The Roughneck, an action-adventure story dismissed by the Times as “a boy’s idea of adventure with plenty of scenes of George O’Brien’s biceps and ankles.”
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