Compiled by San Diego Jewish World staff
Personals
Southwestern Jewish Press, September 21, 1956, Page 2
Joyce Addleson was the recipient of a bridal shower given in her honor by her aunts Sadie Breitbard, Ida Wax, Mary and Tillie Gordon. Eighty guests attended the shower which was held on August 23, at the Mission Valley Inn. Multi-collored love birds decorated the tables and lent to the festivity of the occasion.
October 7th had been set for the date of Joyce’s marriage to Edgar Berner, son of Dr. and Mrs. Jack Binderman.
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Mr. and Mrs. Sidney Newman and their daughter Sherry drove to Palo Alto yesterday. Sherry is a sophomore at Stanford and contemplates a busy and exciting year as vice-president of her class. She will share a room at Lagunita with Janet Kleinman of Dallas, Texas.
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Mr. Ben Feinberg was recently honored with a birthday party at the Domnitz home. Thirty five friends and relatives gathered to celebrate with him. Host and hostesses were Mr. an Mrs. Edward Janowsky and Mr. and Mrs. Isaac Domnitz. Among the out-of-town guests was his sister, Tillie Paley.
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Mrs. Niel Himmel is at home after three weeks in the hospital. She wishes to thank her friends for thier gifts and good wishes and extends an invitation to visit her.
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Moss Addleson wishes to thank his friends for thier many kindnesses during his recent illness.
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Mr. and Mrs. Saul Chenkin will head East tomorrow with Mrs. M. Rumpler, Mrs. Chenkins mother, who spent the summer in San Deigo. They will visit their daughter, Maxine, and her family in Cleveland and then go on to New York and Rhode island. They plan to be away one month.
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“Aloha” from Moe and Tess Hershey at sea on the U.S.S. Lurline.
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“Follies of ’56” Hold Casting Party
Southwestern Jewish Press, September 21, 1956, Page 2
Invitations have been mailed by co-chairmen Flo Ackerman and Charlotte Haimsohn to all members of the Temple Beth Israel Congregation and Sisterhood to attend the casting party scheduled for Sunday, Oct. 7, at 7:30 p.m. in the Don Room of the El Cortez Hotel.
At the party members will have the pleasure of meeting the director of the “Follies of ’56” to be held on Saturday, November 3, and Sunday, November 4.
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Jane Cohn Betrothed To James Elbogen
Southwestern Jewish Press, September 21, 1956, Page 2
Formal announcement was made of the engagement of Jane Sue Cohn, daughter of Rabbi and Mrs. Morton J. Cohn to James Stuart Elbogen, son of Mr. and Mrs. Nicholas Elbogen.
Jane, a recipient of a Scott Foundation scholarship, attends the University of California at Los Angeles and is a member of Alpha Epsilon Phi sorority. She was graduated from San Diego High School. Her fiance is president of Pi Lambda Phi fraternity at the University of California at Los Angeles and will graduate in January.
The wedding will take place in June at Temple Beth Israel.
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Cradle
Southwestern Jewish Press, September 21, 1956, Page 2
Marty said his mommy and new baby sister should come home from their “Grossmont Hospital vacation,” so proud daddy, Dr. Harold D. Rothblatt, lost no time in picking up his wife, Rosa Lee and baby Janet Lynn. Janet was born on August 28 weighting 6 lbs, 11 1/4 oz.
Maternal grandparents are Mr. and Mrs. Sam Bernstein of San Diego; paternal grandmother is Mrs. Goldie Rothblatt of Long Beach. This makes the tenth grandchild for Grandma Goldie.
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Fore! Watch out for the threesome! Cartoonist Jordan Lansky (Mac Divot) and his wife Shirley announce the arrival of Harlan Lyle on August 29. Weight 5 lbs, 12 1/2 ozs. Height, 19 1/2 inches.
Maternal grandparents are Herman and Stella Sarfan; Paternal grandparents are Mrs. Isaac Domnitz and Sam Lansky, Great grandmother is Rose Sarfan.
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And now there are two int he nursery of Dr. and Mrs. Albert B. Klug at 3634 Fenelon St. susan Ilene joined her brother, Steve, age 2 1/2 years on Sunday, Sept. 16. She weight 8 lbs, 5 ozs.
Maternal grandparents are Mr. and Mrs. Milo Beren son; paternal grandmother is Erna Klug. Great grandmothers are Frances Berenson of San Diego, and Susan Baruch of Aron, Ohio.
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Jolly 16 Club
Southwestern Jewish Press, September 21, 1956, Page 2
Mrs. Arthur Glickman was the hostess at the last meeting of the Jolly 16 held on Sept. 18 at the Mission Valley C.C. Special contributions and an additional $50 student scholarship were granted at this meeting.
Plans have been completed for the annual Autumn Dinner Dance, to be held at the El Cortez on Saturday, Nov. 10, and reservations have already been made by various groups i the community. If you wish to arrange for a table please phone Mrs. Harry Klaskin, AT 2-0933, or Mrs. Maxwell Kaufman, BE 3-8393.
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Openings For Nursery
Southwestern Jewish Press, September 21, 1956, Page 2
We need “girls” announced Mrs. Carl Prager, membership chairman of the Cooperative Nursery School of the Jewish Community Center. There are still several openings for girls between the ages of 3 to 5 for the fall term of the Nursery school which opens in October.
For further information and registration, call Mrs. Prager at CO 2-1194. Mrs. Lester Friedman is the newly elected president of the school.
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Women’s League of the Jewish Community Center
Southwestern Jewish Press, September 21, 1956, Page 2
Mrs. Pearl Slayen, President of the J.C.C. Women’s League, cordially invites you to attend the first luncheon for the new season, which will be held at Lafayette Hotel, 12 noon, on Wednesday, October 3, in the Terrace Room.
An unusual and attractive program is promised by Mrs. Alice Solomon, chiarman. Come, bring a friend and meet your new officers.
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Beth Jacob Auxiliary
Southwestern Jewish Press, September 21, 1956, Page 2
The Beth Jacob Ladies Auxiliary will sponsor a Simcha Torah Dinner on Sunday, October 7, starting atg 5:30 p.m. A full course roast beef dinner will be served. A social will follow.
All members of the community are cordially invited to attend.
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Press Notes
Southwestern Jewish Press, September 21, 1956, Page 3
By Julia Kaufman
Now that I am back home, sorting my green stamps from the oil slips, I wonder why I raised such an objection to driving my son back to Reed College in POrtland. The distance shown on the map–p and back (2400 miles) — seed too great for the time involved so I made a deal. If we could get the paper out three days earlier than scheduled, I’d go. There is nothing like incentive for industry… we headed North exhausted but triumphant.
With two men at the wheel, I was literally relegated to the back seat, which gave me plenty of time to note the scenery. California cities are growing so fast that roads built a year ago are inadequate today. All along the way four-lane highways are taking the place of the old ones. “No money down” housing developments are rapidly replacing orange groves. In memory of the lost scent of orange blossoms
one sentimental builder called his homes “Orange Terrace.” Streamlined, all glass and steel constructed factories stand in sharp contrast to the ld buildings.
After leaving Los Angeles we traveled along Route 99, passing farm lands, ranches, wineries, fruit orchards, grapevines, sugar beets, wineries, olive trees, nut trees, fields of cotton, wineries, hic!, and oil fields.
California is a state of contrasts — we have the highest and lowest points in the United States … extreme contrasts in topography, climate soils and minerals… a fisherman has a choice of deep fishing or fishing in mountain streams and lakes… a hunter may go after big game in the Sierra Nevada range or follow the “watch out for deer signs” along the highway.
Keeping up with the growth of population and tourists, are the increased number of motels on the highways. The old motel is as dated as the “chic sale” is to the streamlined plumbing in the new deluxe models. We stopped at the Fresno Hacienda, which is an excellent example of the motel of the future. 356 beautiful guest rooms, with every convenience, including room service, king-sized beds, TV, etc., etc. It has two swimming pools… three bars — one mobile — and one wich features an underwater ballet … a dining room with nightly floor shows, private dining rooms, and a coffee shop with individual toasters one each table.
Our next stopover as in Redding, and we stretched our legs at Shasta Dam, the second largest and second tallest concrete structure ever built by man. The myriad lights accented the clean, sweeping lines of this monument to man’s ingenuity. Each night deer came out of the forests to graze on the lawn. The one deer who wasn’t frightened greeted us as we pulled into the parking lot. A taste of cookie and we became inseparable. I found out later that this was the only tame deer at Shasta Dam and he didn’t belong to the herd. He had been raised by the staff at Shasta and was “one of the family.”
Next Day — Portland with its tall buildings and big departments stores has a big city atmosphere. The seven bridges across the Willamette River and the background of mountain peaks and wooden hills lend to the attractiveness of the city. One of the main reasons for our trip was to visit Paul’s school. I was aware of the scholastic reputation of Reed College but I was unaware of the beautiful setting of its ivy covered buildings, with the rolling green lawns, the lake and the huge trees on campus. I snapped pictures from every angle for posterity. After a busy two day stay in Portland we were ready to head homeward.
From Portland, we traveled over Rt. 99 to Eugene where we cut off on Rt 58 to Klamath Falls. This highway, which meets up with Rt. 97, had more concentrated scenic beauty than any other part of the trip. We drove along lakes and rivers, through forests, past mountains covered with trees–some wearing snow caps which the summer heat had failed to melt. There were miles and miles of fir trees standing tall–like soldiers–ready to die for future housing developments. All this and a waterfall too. There are camping areas along the road (Willamette National Park) and even if this was wasn’t a short cut I’d recommend it.
After a night at Klamath Falls we headed for Reno and Lake Tahoe where we intended to rest up for two days before returning home … If it meets with your approval, I’d like to begin resting now and continue this in the next issue.
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A Home-Cooked Meal — A member of the San Diego Jewish community wanted to invite a serviceman to dinner before Yom Kippur Day Fast and chose a young man from the group registered for Jewish home hospitality. During the meal, the guest, biting into a piece of Jewish rye, commented on how tasty the “brown bread” was. The host, showing surprise, asked him if he was Jewish. “No” was the answer, “there was a notice that anyone wishing a home cooked meal should register, and I did.”
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Letter to the Editor
Southwestern Jewish Press, September 21, 1956, Page 3
Dear Mac and Julia:
May I compliment you on your holiday issue of the Jewish Press? I found it the most interesting one you’ve put out. Al Hutler’s article on Israel; your son, Paul’s article; the one on Anne Frank; (I’d seen the play in N.Y. and don’t know when I was ever so moved); Irving Stone’s piece on self inventory; your Press Notes column (Yes I knew Sylvia Sidney was once married to Bennet Cerf; I used to be in “Reference” in the Public Library here.) Good luck. — Esther Moorsteen
Ed. Note. Thanks for the kind words.
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Exit the Jewish Intellectual, Enter the Jewish Leader
Southwestern Jewish Press, September 21, 1956, Page 3
By Harry Golden
During the past twenty years the Jewish intellectual has all but disappeared from the American scene. A few of them did see the handwriting on the wall some years ago and took positions in the national organizations. Of these only a small minority was able to make the adjustment — work with a Board of Trustees looking over his shoulder. Others, however, have continued to wage the losing battle, and are led around hither and yon to deliver a lecture once in a while. What is the status today of the Jewish literary critic, or poet, or philosopher? Does he have a “status” at all? And the rabbi, of course, has long since lost his own classical function as the teacher.
In the place of the intellectual has come a new figure in Jewish life, and one whose influence has become so complete that he dominated the scene today. He is the “Jewish leader,” and a fellow who deserves four or five carefully-drawn profiles, of which this one is only by way of introduction.
This was not a deliberate movement by men of bad will. Far from it. The Jewish people, in general, have not lost their respect for learning. The Jewish intellectual in America was simply another casualty of the anti-semitism of the Hitler era and the massacre of six million Jews in Europe. The resulting need for vast fund-raising campaigns on one hand, and the need for vigilant “defense” organizations on the other, threw the entire Jewish culture of America into the hands of the “big givers” and the more articulate laymen. In sort –the “Jewish leaders.” “I am going to meet with the Jewish leaders,” says the fund-raising director of the region. It has even crept into the obituaries. “He was a Jewish leader,” the opposite number of the “civic leader” in the Gentile obits.
The late Mr. Niger, who was the dean of Yiddish literary critics, once wrote that “American Jewry still lives on campaign Judaism. The seven meager cows of philanthropy have swallowed the seven feat cows of Jewish culture. And now when European Jewry is practically destroyed and American Jewry has to take over the leadership, it appears that its spiritual powers and treasures are exhausted.”
That is why the intellectual everywhere has nearly always been a Pacifist. In war he is the first one to be declassed. The truck driver becomes a major. And there is no greater leveler than a continued crisis of fund-raising and “defense” work. A chalk-mark on the sidewalk, “Down with the Jews,” and all the years of study and thought are worthless. The Jewish leader takes over, and in the process he also becomes both sociologist and philosopher. “You shouldn’t have written that article,” he says, or “You should have written that poem from a different angle,” or “That will hurt us,” and “finally, “Why didn’t you consult?”
But the rabbi and intellectual have this one big thing in their favor, as indeed the intellectuals have had in all the eras of history. They have the satisfaction of knowing that they can thrive only in the absence of war and crisis; and that, my friends, is a tremendous thing to have in your favor. Once the “crisis” is over and the captains and “the leaders” depart, the only ones “left” are the few fellows who can tell a story, write a critque, or deliver a message. — From the Carolina Israelite.
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With the Guardians
Southwestern Jewish Press, September 21, 1956, Page 3
By Morrie Pomeranz
Veteran Guardian Dave Stotsky, the Gregory Peck of the Insurance business, returned from a trip to Los Angeles. On the way he saw this small sign in a 2 x 4 laundry. “The the Victor belongs the Soils.”
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Between primaries and election time, each candidate must rebuild fences, renew acquaintances and meet with those influentials who can swing a few sorely-needed votes. Especially is this true when the primary results indicate a close contest in November. So it is not surprising – of late — that the luncheon group at Lou Lipton’s has taken on the color and turmoil of a junior grade convention hall — for you can see our Congresswoman and the Assembly Woman (not dining together) — a Federal judge and several other judges.
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The pretty little miss from Arkansas wandered aimlessly through the cavernous Seven Seas — her whispered question received a polite “no” from the sales personnel — her problem appeared quite serious — thus it was that Guardian Ralph Feldman offered his assistance. Troubled to the point of exhaustion, she inquired. “Do you know a sailor named Elmer?” Ralph shook his head, but not to discourage her, he quickly added; “What’s his last name?” “I don’t know — he’s my fiance — here’s the ring he gave me — but I don’t know his last name — that’s why I’m here — I’m trying to find him.” Drawing from his reservoir of credit experience, Ralph then posed the following: “How was he dressed?” Realizing her answer to this might assist in locating her lost or mis-placed fiance, she hurriedly countered with: “Oh, yes, he was wearing a white uniform with a black neckerchief.”
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Resolution
of the San Diego Hebrew Home for the Aged
Be it resolved that the Memory of
Paul Nestory
shall not pass from the permanent records of the Home.
That his efforts on behalf of the aging in San Diego is a shining light to those he left behind to carry on.
That his gentle and sweet nature was an inspiration to all who were privileged to call him Friend.
— Maxwell Kaufman, President On Behalf of the Board
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