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Betsy Buchalter Adler's avatar

In 1991 we had to flee from a firestorm in the Oakland hills. My husband grabbed the kids and I grabbed the laptops and one irreplaceable object: the framed telegram (which I would post here if Substack allowed photos in comments) that my grandfather - who had reached safety in the US in 1912 - sent to my grandmother’s sister Henya in 1922. She had almost made it to the ship that would take her to safety in America when the ship doctor refused to let her board due to some mystery illness (that detail didn’t come down to me) and now she was stuck in a cheap seafront boardinghouse in Antwerp, speaking Yiddish and Russian and Polish but not a word of anything that would be useful in her present situation. Somehow she got word to my grandfather, and he sent this telegram: “STAY UNTIL CURED DO NOT ECONOMIZE SEE BEST DOCTOR BE BRAVE BUY SECOND CLASS NEED MONEY WIRE” She made it to the US and she saved that telegram all her long life. When she died, the telegram came to my mother, and when my mother died it came to me. I had it framed and it has hung on the wall in every home I’ve made since 1978. The Oakland fire stopped a mile away from us, but if we’d lost our home I would still have had the most precious object in it.

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Susie Middleton's avatar

Beautiful and powerful essay Elissa. So thought provoking - and that last question - Oy.

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