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Saturday, December 28, 2019

Helen Korngold Diary: December 22-31,1919

Here is the final installment of Helen's diary and the story of what happened to Helen after 1919. 

If Helen had not signed off with her name I would never have known who wrote the diary or learned so much about her life and times and family.

December
Monday 22
Stayed home to rest all day. I certainly needed it. Ruth had some people over in the evening. We had a good time together. Herbert – Ruth – Frances – Arthur & I. We went to bed about 1 a.m.

Tuesday 23
Went out with Mrs. Sessel – to dinner at Garibaldi’s – then we went to matinees at the Rialto – a beautiful house – lighted done 8 – a wonderful symphony orchestra. Evening – Youngs & Rossbach.

Wednesday 24
Out again with Mrs. Sessel to Equarium– Wall Street – Woolworth Bldg to Trinity Cemetery. Home to her shop. A Xmas party & lots of fun. To Moulin Rouge with R.H.A. Edith Cohen & myself. It was wonderful. Broadway is too fascinating for words. This was the day that grandpa died, but I didn’t know of it until I returned. We all felt terrible to lose him. May his soul rest in peace.

Thursday 25
Xmas day. Fooled around with the boys at home. Ruth did some general household tasks. We had lunch and went out for a long walk. Saw the city college. Grant’s tomb, Columbia and a variety of other things. Walked home along Riverside. Kings came over.

Friday 26
Spent the day with Minnie Young – went over to Newark – home to dinner with Mr. Butbaum & Arthur as guests. Pawlingers came over in evening. We had a nice time, but I didn’t feel very well. Slept overnight with Youngs.

Saturday 27
Visited Lord & Taylors – Altmans – Macy’s – etc. Went to the Capitol matinee in the afternoon. They have a beautiful promenade. Went to Tiffins for lunch. Home & to Rusenweber’s with Rossback, Ruth & co. It was wild.

Sunday 28
Fooled around. Out with Jul in afternoon – then to Brooklyn with Lenore Rosenson. Dinner & reception for Junior Aux. of Council of Jewish Women to which I was a delegate. Alvin & Lenore are dears. [illegible] & mother & daddy too. Very fine & wealthy people.

Monday 29
Convention meeting. There was a lovely crowd there. Luncheon at Unity Club – meeting. Found dance at Elks Club in the evening. I was with Lenore’s uncle. Alvin & he & Lenore were darling to me, I had such a wonderful time. Pop, Herb & Arthur came over to see me.

Tuesday 30
Convention has been very interesting. Luncheon & last meeting. Home to N.Y. Saw “Monsieur Beaucaire” with Herb & Ruth & Pop. It was very good lyric opera. Lunch at Gertners. Very nice place – Saw Times newspaper being printed.

Wednesday 31
Climbed statue of Liberty with cousin Minnie. Heard ‘Forza del Destino’ with Caruso & Ponselle as leads in evening. It was wonderful. Spent remainder of week seeing & visiting museums, bought a hat – pop gave me a seal coatie – went to Sorbers & Roof Garden, visited all hotels – had lunch in some exclusive places – in short, had a glorious old time. This certainly has been a most exciting and pleasant year for me. If grandpa had only lived it would have been perfect. Wishing myself & all those I love happiness –
Helen Korngold

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Notes:

Dec 22
Herbert, Ruth, Frances, Arthur Pawliger of 1915 Broadway. Herbert Lincoln Pawligerwas a commercial salesman who had visited with the Korngold family when in St. Louis. 

December 23

Mrs. Sessel may be Nathalia Sessel, married to Samuel Sessel who had a millinery shop and was born in St. Louis. The 1920 census shows Sam and Nathalia (1886-1951) had a daughter, Fern.
the Rialto

The Rialto was the 'Temple of the Motion Picture, in 1916 on Broadway near 42nd St. in Manhatten. It seated almost 2,000 and had a fine orchestra. The photo-play was Red Hot Dollars starring Charles Ray. “As a laborer, and later as the adopted son of a wealthy man, as a rough youngster being polished down for society, and as the suitor for the hand of a workingman’s daughter, Ray has the part varied enough to please all his admirers.” From The Brooklyn Daily Eagle, Dec 28, 1919. 

Ray was one of the biggest box-office stars of his time. For a biography of Ray: http://www.goldensilents.com/stars/charlesray.html or http://torontofilmsociety.com/film-notes/the-coward-1915/
Charles Ray by Albert Witzel 2.jpg
Charles Ray
A Fox movies Sunshine Comedy called Chicken A La Cabaret was ‘the chaser.’ The Sun of December 28, 1919, reported, "Also showing was ‘a kindergarten’ of wild Alaskan bear cubs, Bizet’s Pearl Fisher sung by tenor Sudwarth Frazier and baritone Edward Albano, and ‘ecstasies by the orchestra over List’s First Rhapsody ‘will fill the chinks in the program." 

December 24

The Moulin Rouge Cafe at Broadway and 48th St. offered dance reviews of all sorts, and the Moulin Rouge Orchestra under the direction of Ben Selvin offered ‘dance music and impromptu entertainment’ according to The New York Herald of December 7, 1919.
The New York City Aquarium
Equarium or New York Aquarium opened in December 1896 at Castle Garden at the Battery in Manhattan. In 1919 it attracted 5,000 attendees daily.
http://placesnomore.wordpress.com/tag/new-york-aquarium/

nyc-street-1919-6
The Woolworth Building in 1919
The Woolworth Building at 233 Broadway in Manhattan was completed in 1913 and is one of the oldest skyscrapers in the world. http://www.nyc-architecture.com/SCC/SCC019.htm

Trinity Church
Trinity Church Cemetery in Manhattan goes back to 1697 and is the resting place of personages such as John Jacob Astor, inventor Robert Fulton, General Horatio Gates of the Revolutionary War, and Alexander Hamilton. Its steeple was once where people went for the best overview of the city. Munsey's Magazine.  November 1899. http://www.digitalhistoryproject.com/2012/06/hotels-of-new-york-waldorf-astoria-park.html

Helen's maternal grandfather David Joshua Frey died on Dec. 24, 1919, in a tragic accident. 

David was born Oct. 18, 1840, in Rzeszów Galacia, Austria to Benjamin and Yittel Kressel Frey, and immigrated at age 24 to the United States. He married Sophia Herz, born in 1847 in Lörzweiler, Hessen, daughter of Abraham Mendle and Sarah Herz, and immigrated to the United States at age 20.
Traveling Salesman in San Francisco
Notice of Death

Dec 25

City College of New York in Manhattan was established in 1847.

Riverside Drive follows the Hudson River. Columbia University and Grant’s Tomb are on Riverside Drive.

Helen was touring all the must-see places of New York City.

Justus George Frederick wrote in his 1919 guide Adventuring in New York:

In our hurrying American way we do not often give time to the aesthetic outlook but who has not paused as he came upon Madison Square of a winter's evening at 5 or 6 o clock when a thousand points of light glimmer through the trees from a thousand towered windows in particular from the wafer-like Flatiron Building or the giant toy the Metropolitan Tower?

Who has not of a summer's balmy evening in Riverside Drive Park gazed out upon the broad bosom of the stately Hudson illumined with the binnacle lamps of battleships and yachts the stateroom lamps and searchlights of steamers the dim home beacons on the other shore of dwellings upon the Pallisades?

 Who has not stood at the Battery and swung his eyes upon the ever-changing spectacle of the fairy port of the new World? 

Who has not sniffed the October air from the top of a Fifth Avenue bus through the endless pomp and panoply of the most famous street in the world?

 Who has been atop a great skyscraper by day or night and failed to fall into a gargantuan reverie?

It is a challenge to feeling and thought to gaze out from the windows of the Bankers Club in the Equitable Building from the Whitehall Club roof garden or from the topmost windows of any large building but especially from the stately vantage point of the Woolworth or Metropolitan Tower?

What human ant though he be cannot add a cubit to his stature from his feelings at such an adventure? 

Dec 26

Later in the diary, Helen refers to "cousin Minnie." Helen's father's mother was Joacha Young and Minnie may be related to that family. I do find a Minnie Young married to Max Young who was a tailor born in Russia and by 1915 had his own clothing /dry goods store. The census shows they had children Louis, Nathan, and Helen.

I find several marriage licenses in New York City for Butbaums and also a WWI Draft Card for David Butbaum, born Sept. 15, 1894, in Austria. He was an operator for Greenfield and was of medium height and weight with brown eyes and hair.

December 27

Helen visited the premier New York department stores, including Lord & Taylors, Altmans, and Macy’s. 

John Rusenweber appears on the 1880 New York City Census as a liquor dealer from Bavaria. He and his wife Fredericka were 28, and their children included Emma, age 7, Barbara, age 5, and Lizzie aged 2. They lived on 8th Avenue.
 

The Capitol Matinee was on Broadway at 51st St. and was advertised as ‘The World’s Largest Theater.’ Matinee seats cost 30 cents to a dollar. 
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According to The New York Sun of December 27, Marie Doron in 12.10 was playing, with ‘Eminent Baritone David Bispham’ also performing. Bispham was a Philadelphia Quaker who studied opera and had sung at the Royal Opera and the Met. You can hear him sing on Youtube.

David Bispham
The newly formed Capitol Symphony Orchestra was to play Tchaikovsky’s Capriccio Italien and an ‘elaborate score’ to go with the featured motion picture. An article on Bispham (1857 – 1921),  America’s first internationally known opera singer, is found at http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/David_Bispham 
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December 28

Jul was first mentioned in the diary on January 2! He was one of the soldiers at the barracks who Helen met and corresponded with; he sent her a pillow top from Asheville, NC. Jules Koloditsky was a salesman living in the Brox.

Lenore and Alvin Rosenson appear with parents Hyman B. and Mame on the January 1915 New York State Census. Lenore was aged 19 and Alvin was 16 years old. They lived on Rodney in Brooklyn. Hyman was from Prussia and worked as a liquor wholesaler. The 1910 census shows Hyman immigrated in 1883. Also on that census appear his son Theodore, age 19, his brother Isaac and sister Belle, and a servant.

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The Junior Council of Jewish Women article in The Brooklyn Daily, Dec. 29, 1919.

December 29

Unity Club is the name of an organization out of the Unitarian church. 

Leonore’s uncle Isaac Rosenson

December 30

Gertner’s was at 1446 Broadway and advertised “a la carte all hours.”
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Andre Messager’s lyric opera “Monsieur Beaucaire” is based on a book by Booth Tarkington. The opera was first performed on April 7, 1919, in London and later opened on Broadway. An advertisement in The Sun of December 31 shows it was playing at the New Amsterdam Matinee at $2.00 for the ‘best seats.’ 

December 31
Seal Coatie- a short coat of seal fur. Perhaps her father bought it at the August fur sales

‘La Forza del Destino’ by Verdi was performed by Enrico Caruso and Rosa Ponselle. A synopsis can be found at http://www.metoperafamily.org/metopera/history/stories/synopsis.aspx?customid=126

The Waldorf Astoria would have been the original Waldorf hotel on 5th Avenue and 33rd, built in 1893 by William Waldorf Astor. In 1897 it was joined to the adjacent Astor hotel, built by John Jacob Astor. The Waldorf=Astoria was rebuilt on Park Avenue in the 1920s, and the Empire State Building was built on the site.  http://www.newyork.com/articles/hotels/secrets-of-the-waldorf-astoria-hotel-63985/

Roof Gardens were hugely popular and most of the premier hotels offered them. Justus George Frederick in Adventuring in New York offered a list:

One of the special delights of New York because of its high buildings is the increasing vogue of the Roof Garden, so cool and remote from the fetid pavement in Summer. Most of the large hotels open their roof gardens early in June a few by the end of May and here one can dine and dance comfortably in the open as far from the bustle and heat of the city as if a hundred miles lay between. Here are a few of the popular or newest hotels also some specialized hotels and apartment hotels. 

Astor 44th St & Broadway also Roof Garden
 Biltmore 43rd St & Madison Ave also Roof Garden
 Majestic 72nd St and Central Park West also Roof Garden McAlpin 33rd St & Broadway also Roof Garden
 Pennsylvania 33rd & 7th Ave also Roof Garden
 Ritz Carlton 46th St & Madison Ave also Roof Garden
 Waldorf 33rd St & Fifth Ave also Roof Garden
 Plaza 59th St & Fifth Ave also Roof Garden
 Commodore 42nd St & Lexington Ave also Roof Garden 
*****
Helen's Later Life:

Helen had a career as a teacher at Normandy High School in St. Louis, her
photo appearing in the 1924, 1933, 1934, 1935, 1936, and 1937 yearbooks. 

Newspaper Announcement Benefit Dance
1932 newspaper notice

1936 Normandy HS yearbook
1937 Normandy HS yearbook

Her degrees included A.B. Washington University, M.A. Columbia University, and the University of Southern California. She worked in Commercial Subjects in the Guidance Department. 
Announcement Normandy Trachers Association
1936 newspaper article
Teacher’s College at Columbia University added a Ph.D. in Education in 1934. The school was established in 1897 and was the premier institution for teachers. http://library.tc.columbia.edu/edd.php (My grandfather received a teaching degree from Columbia a few years previous, along with his college friend Roger Blough who became the head of U. S. Steel).

In 1936 Helen appears on the census as a teacher at Normandy High School in St. Louis. 

She wrote an article, Guidance in Action: A High School Program in St. Louis, which appeared in “The Vocational Guidance Journal."

Newspaper Announcement
1922 newspaper notice that Helen and her sister Otilia vacationed in Michigan
Helen made at least one trip abroad. A September 3, 1926, Passenger List shows that Helen and her younger sister Otilia, age 22, arrived in New York City on the SS Rotterdam out of Southampton, England. Their address was 5253 Waterman, St Louis, MO. The St Louis City Directory of 1932 shows Helen and Otila were both teachers, living with Jacob and Eva at 5253 Waterman St.

Fritz Herzog
Helen married Fritz Herzog. The wedding announcement read,

Mr. and Mrs. J. B. Korngold, 5253 Waterman Boulevard, have announced the marriage of their daughter. Miss Helen, and Fritz Herzog. which took place Tuesday, Sept. 21. The bride received her M. A. degree from Washington University, University, and now is employed as head of the commercial department and director of vocational guidance at the Normandy High School. Mr. Herzog received his Ph. D. degree from Columbia University, New York, and at present is a member of the staff of Cornell University.

Fritz Herzog was born December 6, 1902, in Poland and died November 21, 2001, in East Lansing, Michigan. 

Fritz was an American mathematician known for his work in complex analysis and power series. He studied at the University of Berlin from 1928 to 1933. Anti-Semitism under Hitler forced him to emigrate. On July 27, 1933, he arrived at New York City on the S.S. Washington out of Berlin. The Passenger List states that he was 30, a student from Poznan, Poland and was Hebrew. 

Fritz received his Ph.D. degree at Columbia University with a thesis entitled Systems of Algebraic Mixed Difference Equations advised by Joseph Ritt (1934). 

He worked for the Smelting & Refining Company for two years as a statistician.

From 1938 to 1943 Herzog was an electrical engineering research associate at Cornell University working with Michel G. Malti on dynamo research. Together they solved an important electric power problem on balancing dynamos, which had remained open since the days of Michael Faraday a century before. 

The 1939 Ithaca, NY City Directory shows Helen as Mrs. Fritz Herzog, working at Cornell University as a “research elec. Assn.”  

The April 1940 Ithaca, NY City Directory shows Helen married to Fritz Herzog. Helen was 42 years old. The 1940 U.S. Census for Ithaca, NY shows Friz was a college professor with a four-year college degree, living in rented housing, and married to Helen Sarah Herzog. Fritz earned $1650 a year and had worked 11 hours the previous week. Helen worked as a clerk at the university earning a salary of $0 a year and had worked 63 hours the previous week.

In 1941 and 1942 Helen appears in the Ithaca, New York city directory as a clerk. 

The mystery of how Helen's diary showed up in a Lansing, Michigan resale shop was made clean when I learned that Fritz spent the remainder of his career teaching at Michigan State University in East Lansing, MI. He was a visiting professor in 1943 and an associate professor in 1946. Along with Michel G. Malti, he solved an important problem in dynamo research. 

A footnote in the May 1971 Vol. 78, No. 5 The American Mathematical Monthly states, “Fritz Herzog received his Columbia University PhD. under J.F. Ritt. His first position was at Cornell, and he has been at Michigan State since 1943, except for visits to Washington University and the University of Michigan. He is a recipient of a Michigan State Distinguished Faculty award. His principal research interests are complex function theory and power series.”

This gave me a clue as to how Helen and Fritz met! It had to be while Fritz was teaching at Washington University in St. Louis--Helen's Alma Mater.

Fritz was also known for his involvement in undergraduate education.  The Michigan State University’s Fritz Herzog Prize Endowment Fund competition honors Fritz, who “devoted significant efforts at undergraduate education and helped successfully prepare students of the Putnam exam” according to a June, 2010 MSU press release. 

Fritz and Helen appear in the 1945 East Lansing, MI City Directory. The 1984 Directory show they lived at 1532 Cahill Dr, East Lansing.

In 1956 and 1959 Helen appears in the East Lansing city directory working as a clerk at Michigan State University and Fritz as a professor at MSU.

Fritz was a member of the American Mathematical Society and published Some Properties of the Fejer Polynomials, by Fritz Herzog and George Piranian, in 1955.

In 1969 Fritz was awarded the Past Distinguished Faculty award in Natural Science. A footnote in the May 1971 Vol. 78, No. 5 The American Mathematical Monthly states, “Fritz Herzog received his Columbia University PhD. under J.F. Ritt. His first position was at Cornell, and he has been at Michigan State since 1943, except for visits to Washington University and the University of Michigan. He is a recipient of a Michigan State Distinguished Faculty award. His principal research interests are complex function theory and power series.”

In his autobiography, Enigmas of Chance, Mark Kac wrote, "At Cornell, only a fellow instructor, Fritz Herzog, was not a native American. He was a refugee from Germany who tried to speed up his process of Americanization by reading the comics. He gave up the struggle when he first came across Popeye the Sailor's "I yam what I yam" and discovered that a yam was a sweet potato."

Rings And Things And A Fine Array Of Twentieth Century Associative Algebra by Carl Clifton Faith quotes Fritz Herzog saying, "Teaching is a calculus thing--you have to minimize." 

Helen passed on July 25, 1988. Fritz died of prostate cancer on November 21, 2001. Helen’s diary from 1919 ended up in a South Lansing, MI flea market shop where I discovered it.

In 2018 I received a surprise phone call from a woman who began, "I believe you have my aunt's diary." Chills ran up my spine! I finally had contact with someone from Helen's family!

Helen's sister Lorine Esther Korngold married Harry Mendleson. His son David Frey Mendleson married Mary Ann and their daughter was Lorine, my contact.

Fritz Herzog's brother Paul Herzog wrote a book about their family history, Three Generations: The Dispersion of a German Jewish Family. Lorine told shared the genealogy pages with Stars of David marking those family members lost in the Holocaust.

Lorine sent me copies of the Herzog genealogy, marked with stars for the people who perished in the Holocaust.



Helen and Fritz were disappointed when they had no children but loved Helen's nieces and nephews. I was told that they were well-beloved visitors.
Helen bathing Lorine at Helen's home in Michigan, 1957
Helen, Fritz and baby Lorine, 1957
Lorine and her Aunt Florence, Helen's youngest sister

Lorine Korngold Mendleson, Helen's sister, is on the left
Later I also heard from Anne Nathan, whose grandfather was Karol Korngold, Helen's brother, and from John Reichman, Florence Korngold's son. 


I had sent Helen's diary to Lorine who shared it with her mother and cousins.

I had made a quilt that included scans of Helen's diary pages. It appeared in a quilt show at the Women's Historical Center in East Lansing, Michigan. I sent Lorine the quilt as well.

I hope you enjoyed meeting Helen Korngold and a glimpse into St. Louis in 1919.

Saturday, October 6, 2018

Over There: WWI Sheet Music

WWI songs reflect a spectrum of reaction to the Great War, from patriotism and support to homesickness,  mothers and children worried for their menfolk, and even pacifist songs.

One of the most well known WWI songs is Over There by George M. Cohen. An article from the Library of Congress gives the song's history:
George M. Cohan, a successful Broadway producer, playwright, performer, lyricist and composer, wrote "Over There" on his way into work. The headlines that inspired him the morning of April 6, 1917, were not ordinary. They announced that the U.S. had abandoned its isolationist policy and entered World War I on the side of the Allied Powers against the Central Powers (Germany, Austro-Hungary, Bulgaria and the Ottoman Empire).
Cohan’s gingery song took its opening verse "Johnny, get your gun" from a popular American song published in 1886. He based his music on a three note bugle call. Although Cohan tested the song on a group of military men at Fort Meyers, Florida, without much success, the general public loved it.

"Over There" was first performed publicly in the fall of 1917 by Charles King at a Red Cross benefit in New York. But it was the popular singer and comedienne Nora Bayes who made the song famous. Cohan, it is said, personally chose her to premiere his song on stage. Bayes also recorded "Over There" for the Victor Talking Machine Company on July 13, 1917 (in a 78 rpm format).
On June 29, 1936, President Franklin D. Roosevelt awarded Cohan the Congressional Gold Medal for this and other songs.

Listen to George M. Cohen sing Over There here.

The cover illustration is by Barbelle. See other covers by Barbelle here.
Johnnie get your gun, get your gun, get your gun
Take it on the run, on the run, on the run
Hear them calling you and me
Every son of liberty

Hurry right away, no delay, go today
Make your daddy glad to have had such a lad
Tell your sweetheart not to pine
To be proud her boy's in line.

CHORUS (repeated twice):
Over there, over there
Send the word, send the word over there
That the Yanks are coming, the Yanks are coming
The drums are rum-tumming everywhere

So prepare, say a prayer
Send the word, send the word to beware
We'll be over there, we're coming over
And we won't come back till it's over over there.
Over there.

Johnnie get your gun, get your gun, get your gun
Johnnie show the Hun you're a son of a gun
Hoist the flag and let her fly
Yankee Doodle do or die

Pack your little kit, show your grit, do your bit
Yankees to the ranks from the towns and the tanks
Make your mother proud of you
And the old Red White and Blue.

CHORUS (repeated twice):
Over there, over there
Send the word, send the word over there
That the Yanks are coming, the Yanks are coming
The drums are rum-tumming everywhere

So prepare, say a prayer
Send the word, send the word to beware
We'll be over there, we're coming over
And we won't come back till it's over over there.

Over there.
***
Hooray for Uncle Sam, 1917, words and music by Della Williams Paine, is another patriotic rabble-rouser with a march tempo. Uncle Sam is featured in many songs. This one is particularly interesting for its invocation of God and how it imagines the whole world singing Uncle Sam's praises.

We are the boys of the USA,
We stand for unity always,
We pledge ourselves to you,
the Red White and Blue
and to you we'll be true.
We love each star and stripe to day
As o'er our heads you proudly wave,
We are your sons so staunch and true
And we are proud to fight for you.

Chorus:
Then Hooray for Uncle Sam
The bravest in the land,
We all salute you ev'ry day
The glorious flag of USA,
And may you never cease to wave
O'er this land of the free and brave,
United all we stand or fall,
We will be ready when you call,
For we are loyal o'er this land
Then Hooray for our dear Uncle Sam.

We give our all to you to day
As soldiers of the USA
And we will loyal be
on land and on sea,
Sweet land of liberty
To thee we sing our songs of praise
And to thy God our voices raise,
We ask thy help and aid today
To save our brothers o'er the way .(chorus)

When we from war come marching home
And lay our victories at your throne
You will be proud to see
the flag of the free
Still floating on the breeze,
So glor'ous will it wave that day
That other nations all will say,
Three cheers for you, the USA
May God your noble work repay (chorus)


***
America Here's My Boy was introduced in 1917 as reflecting "the sentiment of every American Mother." The prolific Andrew B. Sterling had a song for every new development from Ragtime to wartime. The music was by Arthur Lange. Here the recording here, complete with a bugle introduction and martial music. The cover illustration is by Andre' De Takacs. See his wonderful covers here.
There's a million mothers knocking at the nation's door
A million mothers, yes and there'll be millions more
And while within each mother heart they pray
Just hark what one brave mother has to say

America, I raised a boy for you
America, you'll find him staunch and true
Place a gun upon his shoulder, he is ready to die or do
America, he is my only one, my hope, my pride and joy
But if I had another, he would march beside his brother
America, here's my boy!

There's a million mothers waiting by the fireside bright
A million mothers, waiting for the call tonight
And while within each heart there'll be a tear
She'll watch her boy go marching with a cheer

America, I raised a boy for you
America, you'll find him staunch and true
Place a gun upon his shoulder, he is ready to die or do
America, he is my only one, my hope, my pride and joy
But if I had another, he would march beside his brother
America, here's my boy!


***
Just a few years earlier in 1915 the song I Didn't Raise My Boy to Be a Soldier came out, with lyrics by Alfred Bryan and music by Al Piantadosi. It was the first pacifist anti-war songs plus it had a feminist bent. Teddy Roosevelt and Harry S. Truman hated the song and many parodied it. Listen to an Edison cylinder recording here. The subtitle is "A Mother's Plea for Peace." Read more about the music here.

My copy has a photo of Chel 'Toy of the Ching Ling Foo Co. What is a Chinese lady doing on this sheet music? The Ching Ling Foo Company was a traveling vaudeville magic act troop out of China in the last years of the 19th c and into the early 20th c. Read more here and here. Although Chinese were prohibited from immigrating to the United States Ching Ling Foo was considered an artist and allowed into the country. He started a craze for Chinese magic acts. 

The various issues of the song featured minorities on the cover: Chinese, Native American, and African America.
Ten million soldiers to the war have gone,
Who may never return again.
Ten million mothers' hearts must break
For the ones who died in vain.
Head bowed down in sorrow
In her lonely years,
I heard a mother murmur thru' her tears:

Chorus:
I didn't raise my boy to be a soldier,
I brought him up to be my pride and joy.
Who dares to place a musket on his shoulder,
To shoot some other mother's darling boy?
Let nations arbitrate their future troubles,
It's time to lay the sword and gun away.
There'd be no war today,
If mothers all would say,
"I didn't raise my boy to be a soldier."

What victory can cheer a mother's heart,
When she looks at her blighted home?
What victory can bring her back
All she cared to call her own?
Let each mother answer
In the years to be,
Remember that my boy belongs to me!

Repeat Chorus 2x
***
The boys were sent off to war 

So Long, Mother, 1917, lyrics by Raymond Egan and Gus Kahn with music by Egbert Van Alstyne, was made famous by Al. Jolson and it was advertised as "Al Jolson's Mother Song". I can't find a vintage recording but hear it here. Read about the music here.
Oh mother dear a little tear is gleaming in your eye
Your lips are all a tremble as you hear me say "goodbye"
The Stars and Stripes are calling now
On every mother's boy
From Maine to dear old Dixie
They shoulder arms with joy.

Chorus:
So long my dear old lady
Don't you cry
Just kiss your grown-up baby goodbye
Somewhere in France I'll be dreaming of you
You and your dear eyes of blue
Come let me see you smile before we part
I'll throw a kiss to cheer your dear old heart
Dry the tear in your eye
Don't you sigh
Don't you cry
So long, mother
Kiss your boy good-bye.

Oh mother dear each volunteer must say good-bye today
Some leave a love who may forget
When he has march'd away
But I leave one who'll not forget
That's why I'm mighty glad
For you're the only sweet-heart 
That I have ever had. (Chorus)
***
Once the boys were overseas their thoughts returned to dear old Mother. There's a Picture in My Old Kit Bag by Al Sweet .

A soldier boy was writing home to his Mother o'er the sea
Telling of the strange and awful sights in this war for humanity
He told his love for loved ones so dear
As he brushed a tear away
And through her tears a Mother read
these words for her alone.

There's a picture in my old kit bag, in a worn old leather frame
It's a dear to me as our grand old flag and I'll cherish just the same'
On the long, long trail to No Man's Land,
When my weary footsteps lag,
There's a cheer all the while in my Mother's smile
In that picture in my old kit bag.
***
For Your Boy and My Boy Buy Bonds! Buy Bonds! "Hear the Bugle Call!" was another WWI song written by Gus Kahn and Egbert Van Alstyne. Listen to a recording here.  War bonds allowed the government to borrow funds for the war effort.
Hear the bugle call
The call to arms for Liberty
See them one and all
They go to fight for you and me
Heroes we will find them
Ev'ry mother's son
We must get behind them
'Till their work is done

Chorus:
For your boy and my boy and all the boys out there
Let's lend our money to the U.S.A. 
And do our share
Ev'ry bond that we are buying
Will help to hold the fighting line
Buy Bonds
Buy Bonds
For Your Boy and Mine

Hear the bugle call
The call to those who stay at home
You are soldiers all
Tho'  you may never cross the foam
Keep Old Glory waving
Proudly up above
Praying working saving
For the ones you love
(chorus)
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What Are You Going To Do To Help the Boys? Buy a Liberty Bond!, 1918, is another Gus Kahn and Egbert Van Alstyne song for war bonds. Hear a recording here. The lyrics



Your Uncle Sam is calling now on ev'ry one of you
If you're too old or young to fight there's something else to do
If you have done a but before don't let the matter rest
For Uncle Sam expects that ev'ry man will do his best

Chorus:
What are you going to do for Uncle Sammy?
What are you going to do to help the boys?
If you mean to stay at home
While they're fighting o'er the foam
The least you can do is buy a Liberty bond or two
If you're going to be a sympathetic miser
The kind that only lends noise
You're no better than the one who loves the Kaiser
So what are you going to do to help the boys?

It makes no difference who you are or whence you came or how
Your Uncle Sammy help'd you then and you must help him now
Your brothers will be fighting for your freedom over there
And if you love the Stars and Stripes then you must do your share.
(Chorus)
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The super-patriotism of these last songs were not the only kind popular during the way. Some songs did reflect the pathos suffered by families whose menfolk were in harm's way. 

Just a Baby's Prayer at Twilight for her Daddy Over There, words by Sam M. Lewis and Joe Young, and music by M. K. Jerome, 1918, has a Barbelle illustrated cover of a girl praying for her daddy. Hear Henry Burr sing it here. It is a sentimental and sweet song.
I've heard the prayers of mothers,
Some of them old and gray
I've heard the prayers of others
For those who went away

Oft times a prayer will teach one
The meaning of good bye
I felt the pain of each one,
But this one made me cry

Just a baby's prayer at twilight
When lights are low
Poor baby's years
are filled with tears

There's a mother there at twilight
Who's proud to know
Her precious little tot
Is Dad's forget-me-not

After saying "Goodnight, Mama"
She climbs up stairs
Quite unawares
And says her prayers

"Oh! kindly tell my daddy
That he must take care"
That's a baby's prayer at twilight
For her daddy, "over there"

The gold that some folks pray for,
Brings nothing but regrets
Some day this gold won't pay for
Their many lifelong debts.

Some prayers may be neglected
Beyond the Gold Gates.
But when they're all collected,
Here's one that never waits;

Just a baby's prayer at twilight
When lights are low
Poor baby's years
are filled with
There's a mother there at twilight
Who's proud to know
Her precious little tot
Is Dad's forget-me-not

After saying, "Goodnight, Mama"
She climbs up stairs
Quite unawares
And says her prayers

"Oh! kindly tell my daddy
That he must take care"
That's a baby's prayer at twilight
For her daddy, "over there."
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After the War is Over Will there Be Any "Home Sweet Home" by E. J. Pourmon and Joseph Woodruff, 1917, has none of the bravado of the patriotic songs. THe lyricist instead writes about the somber realities of war. The composer's photo is featured on the cover.

Listen to a piano version here

Angels they are weeping o'er the foreign war,
Transports are sailing from shore to shore.
Brace heroes are falling to arise no more,
But will the bugle's calling every man to war.

After the war is over and the world's at peace
Many a heart will be aching after the war has ceased
Many a home will be vacant,
Many a child alone,
But I hope they'll all be happy 
In a place called "Home sweet Home."

Changed will be the picture of the foreign lands,
Maps will change entirely to diff'rent hands.
Kings and Queens may ever rule their fellow man,
But pray they'll be united like our own free land.
(Chorus)

Saturday, February 25, 2017

Nancy Goes to Junior High

My first year of school in Michigan came to an end. Summer was long and boring--no Day Camp at Herbert Hoover Junior High School, no kids gathering for games under the streetlights, no friends, no cousins seen regularly. While my little brother had lots of kids his age on our street, there were only a few my age and they were either a few years older or a few years younger. The lack of a shared history and mutual experiences made it hard to connect.
Dad and I shoveling snow
I did still bike over to see Gail, even after my grandparents moved to another house a few miles away in Berkley.
Gail M. and Me
I had cousins but they were all younger than me. My mother's sister and one of her brothers lived in Metro Detroit.
Me and my Ramer cousins. I am on the left and my brother is in blue.
Seventh Grade meant a new school, Jane Addams Junior High, over a mile's walk away. We had to wait in lines outside the building for the doors to open. It was there I experienced bullying, albeit a mild sort.

I wore a  Mod cap hat. There was a group of girls called "greasers," dressed in black leather coats and sporting dark eye liner and teased hair. One decided to take my hat and toss it. I got mad. So of course, she did it again the next day.

My teacher Mrs. Green liked outgoing kids and was concerned about my shyness. Even in elementary school my teachers would say I was "coming out of my shell," but with the move and school change I was even more shy. Mrs. Green told my parents there was something 'wrong' with me and Mom got pretty upset. Actually there was something 'wrong'; I was depressed and homesick for Tonawanda. In November I wrote, "I wish I could go back to Buffalo--I miss the street, the houses, the people, the friends."

I was lonely and made up a friend, Homer the Ghost, who kept me company on my long walks to school. I made up a whole ghost family. I knew he was imaginary. When others learned about Homer they were not so sure.
Homer the Ghost
The school had Friday night Boy-Girl dances. I did not (would not) like rock and roll, I was a klutz and had no interest in dancing, and I did not like boys "that way." No, Friday nights were for The Man From Uncle, and I was a card-carrying member of the fan club. I wrote about it here.

A teacher asked who was going to BOGI, the boy girl dance; my hand stayed down. She decided to have a boy ask me to the dance. I was outraged. He was popular so I knew he could not really like me, the weird, uncool kid. Girls encouraged me to go, that he meant it, but I did not believe it. He tried again the next day, too. I never forgave or forgot that experience.

Later when that same boy learned about Homer he asked our art teacher if my ghost was real. She said, "Nancy's pulling the wool over your eyes." I didn't know what that even meant, but until graduation day that boy would ask me, "How's Homer?" with a knowing gleam in his eye.
Mom, me, Dad, and Tom 
What did change my life were the electives classes: a quarter year spent in sewing class, cooking class, art class, and music class.

Drawing exercise in Art Class 
My grandmother bought me a piano that year and my lessons resumed. I discovered I liked to sew and was good at art, and I was thrilled to be in chorus again. I drew a lot and kids asked for my pictures.
My horse drawings

Imaginary friends
Mr. Russell Henckel was our choir teacher. He was fun, but strict when the boys acted up. There was a paddle in his office and he was not afraid to use it. We listened to Gilbert and Sullivan's operetta Iolanthe in class while the words were projected on a screen. One day we arrived in class to see projected a note: "Help! I'm being held prisoner in the projector!" The next day there was a picture of the captive. We also studied Mozart; I wrote that he had a sad life with only his dog at his funeral.

On November 20, 1964 I started to read Jane Eyre and liked it. That fall I wrote my first poem, a very lousy poem called The Bat, and later one called The Poem.

On the anniversary of the assassination of President Kennedy I wrote,
"A year ago today, President John F. Kennedy was assassinated. I remember walking down the hall and passing a class watching a TV--an educational channel. They were the first to know. Mr. Saffronoff and our class went to the library. Everyone was in a daze, no one knew really what happened. Only that the President was assassinated. Mr. S talked to us about how the President was assassinated and about the president. We couldn't accept the fact at first. I was confused. We went back to our room --Mr. S left us for a minute. Some didn't believe it--thinking it was a hoax. Others said the killer must be insane. I felt very sad, depressed, as I walked home alone; I cried. I didn't know much about him--I wasn't interested in politics. When I got home I acted naturally and all after that, like it seemed it didn't matter."
There was a Mock Election held at school. I was still clueless about politics. I was asked if I would vote for LBJ or Barry Goldwater. Then I was told about LBJ's Great Society and war on poverty. I decided to vote democrat. It was one of the few winning votes I have ever cast.

On November 25 I read The Lost Continent of MU, perhaps a book from my Grandfather Ramer, and Stop the Typewriters! about an eleven-year-old girl named Nancy who wants to be a writer.

Over Christmas break, my family returned to Tonawanda. We left December 31. I wrote it was a sunny, muddy day. I wrote about seeing a Glendale street and recalled the song 442 Glendale Ave. My brother said the twin Grand Island Bridges belonged in Ripley's Believe It Or Not.

We stayed with my Aunt Alice's family, which now included Grandma Gochenour. I have no idea how they fit us all in! We visited all our old friends and I saw all my cousins ("they act and mainly look the same but, boy, they have grown" I wrote) and we stopped at the Kuhn's house.

I spent a day with Nancy Ensminger and we had our photos taken in a photo both. Her mom fed us canned spaghetti.
Me and Nancy Ensminger

Nancy Ensminger, Christmas 1964
By spring I had made some friends, Dee and Diane, two girls whose families had moved from the South to Detroit for jobs. Dee and I just started talking on the long walk home from school. She lived a few blocks away. Diane lived next door to Dee.

I joined a Girl Scout troop, although I was disappointed the girls were more interested in watching Hullabaloo on television and talking about boys than scouting. But I was thrilled with our 'adventures,' like this one I wrote about in my diary:
"We sold calendars at Hollywood grocery. Betty Sue and Besty went to Edward's but were kicked out. The manager said they were bothering the customers. They went to Frentz & Sons Hardware, who bought two, one to hang in the store. At the Funeral Home--Spiller-Splater? Or is it Spitter-Splatter? Or Spiller-Splitter? Well, anyways, Betty Sue started to go in but Betsy said they'd better ring the door bell. Four or five rings later a very mad man answered. He took Betty by the collar and asked what she wanted. "I want to sell you a Girl Scouts Calendar," she said calmly. "I don't want any," was his answer and he turned away. Halfway, he came back. "OK--how much?" Betty Sue said he just didn't want the funeral home to have a bad reputation. At Rambler and Pontiac Betsy told a man that her brother bought a car from there and if he didn't buy a calendar he'd return it. "Get lost," was his affable answer. At Pontiac they were real nice and gave them some booklets, too. Lynn, Cherie, Cindy and me and Mrs. D stood at the entrance of Hollywood. One man said he'd buy one when he came out. We were there three hours and he never came back out! Another man answered no, but don't tell his wife he had a Playboy one already. A boy who worked there we asked every time he came by. Once, we didn't ask him and he looked surprised."
Already I was recording the life around me in detail.

I was invited to visit a church and saw an altar call. I saw people whose belief in God was so real they were crying. It made me consider issues of faith for the first time, and I committed to developing a believe in God.

My Grandfather Ramer took me with him to St. John's Episcopal Church.  Having grown up in the Broad Street Baptist Church in Tonawanda, with it's immersion Baptism and stained glass windows, being Episcopal was an adjustment. We genuflected, knelt, had responsive readings, plus the church was modern and huge. I had several schoolmates in the confirmation class, plus my friend Gail's family were members.  My first communion I sipped from the Communion cup as instructed. I hated the sour wine and I learned to dip my wafer into the wine!

St John's Episcopal Church, Royal Oak MI in the 1960s
I made friends in the neighborhood, including a boy named Mike D., a year younger than me. Mike and I took Dad's telescope into the back yard and looked at the moon and stars, making up stories about outer space. We enjoyed pretending stories about Homer the Ghost.
My imaginary gang, Homer the Ghost and friends
One day his younger sister asked if I would like her brother to be my boyfriend. I was upset. First, because I valued friendship above everything and had no interest in boys, and because, actually, I had a crush on him, too, but was not about to admit it. I alienated a friend, and then he and his siblings moved away. I was heart broken, having lost a true kindred spirit friend. But nobody knew.

I still listened to CKLW on the radio in bed at nights. In the spring of Seventh Grade I heard Stop! In the Name of Love by the Supremes. I liked it.

It was the beginning of the end of childhood. I liked a boy and I liked a rock and roll song. My long-held promise to my Grandmother Gochenour was being broken, for I was unable to be Peter Pan and avoid growing up.
Here I am at the end of Seventh Grade