My train of thought there, by the way, was first that William probably wasn't the name on the immigration forms, since that name really wasn't used in Eastern Europe. So I first searched for William Lipowitz, and found a census record that listed his immigration year as 1905. Then I searched the immigration records for Lipowitz, and looked through them until I found a name that could reasonably be Anglicized to William, in a year around 1905, and found Welwel. Then, to see if I could find other stuff to support it, I searched for all records under William Lipow, and found his death record, which lists his mother's maiden name (though, in my experience, the mother's maiden name on death certificates is frequently wrong), and his grave, which has his Hebrew name as Velvel ben Yitzchak Chaim.
Oh, and once I saw the town listed as Czaus on the ship manifest, I went to JewishGen.org, which has a database of Jewish communities. Searched for Czaus, and got a list of about ten possibilities. I think two of them were in the Russian Empire, and of those two, one of them had an alternate name of Czausy, so I figured that had to be it.
Which reminds me, I want to go and see who owned my house in 1900, 1910, et cetera. Trying to imagine the lives of the people who lived here through the years.
I'm in awe, Hil. I thought I was pretty clever when I found the Census records for my grandparents and aunt in 1940....
There are entirely too many people named Ephraim Hixson in my tree for my peace of mind, especially since they all seem to have married a Margaret at least once. And don't get me started on men surviving a marriage to one Mary Ann only to turn around and marry another Mary Ann. I mean sure, it saves on monogramming linens and you don't have to worry about calling out the wrong name at interesting moments, but c'mon now....
Bravo, Hil! We bow before your geneaology-fu!
Today is a busy day: I'm taking Dad to church & then to brunch, then a bike ride with my sister, and then we're going to see Twenty Feet from Stardom at the brewpub theater. I'm looking forward to checking out the food at this place: so far all I've had is beer and popcorn.
Tomorrow I need to re-start the job hunt, woo and hoo. SIGH.
So I underestimated how many beets I actually had, but I think the soup is still delicious.
Does that mean you have more soup than planned, or still have beets?
So I underestimated how many beets I actually had
0, the number of times I've made that mistake.
I meant overestimated! It means I have soup that isn't that beet-y.
Ooh, that Jamaican woman on the Voice is great. (Side note: Reality TV really is the vanguard of diversity on TV. No one would cast her to play a Jamaican on a scripted show. Ditto this woman from Supermarket Superstar.)
Ooh, that Jamaican woman on the Voice is great
Apparently Jamaica is terribly excited and also are simultaneously wondering why a woman who's so famous to them is climbing up from the bottom, but such is the paradox of elsewhere.
You don't need to be at the bottom to be on the show, just unsigned. A while ago, there was a woman whose video was inescapable (I thought) on VH1 a year earlier, but got dropped by her label. She didn't make it far on the show, either.
