When we think of the world of our fathers and mothers in Eastern Europe, we think of a Roman Vishniac-esque portrait of the Old Country, typically Russia-Poland: barefoot Jewish children in a heder, or in an unpaved street in a shtetl, or long-bearded, usually pious Jews engaged in modest work or the life of Jewish piety. I can hear "Sunrise, Sunset" playing in the background.
Elisa New's five-generation family memoir, Jacob's Cane, complicates if not overturns these powerful post-Holocaust myths and images we cherish of pre-Holocaust eastern European Jewish life. Her Lithuanian forebears "made it" here in America because they had already made it in cosmopolitan port cities like Riga and smaller town like Shavli.
These eastern Europeans wanted not just money, but to change the world. They believed with an almost religious fervor in the gospel of technology and progress. Applied science could change the world: the factories we work in, the homes we live in, the appliances that convey us, all this and more they believed they could envision, create, manufacture, all of which would improve life, "civilizing" the world. They sought greatness, not just wealth.
Modern Europe enabled these dreams. With the railroad reaching ever eastward came ideas and progress, new technologies and new educational opportunities, creating new industries like leather goods that in some cases depended so heavily on Jews that even the Nazis kept them alive to supply such dry goods to their soldiers.
The cane in New's title belonged to her great-grandfather, Jacob Levy, who became a successful textile manufacturer in Baltimore. His relative by marriage, Bernhard Baron, became even more prosperous, first in America then in London, building the famous Carreras tobacco company, driven in part by the tobacco rolling technologies he patented.
Jacob Levy returned to Lithuania in 1928 to visit his brothers and their families. They presented him with an elegant, carved cane, embellished with the various name-places of their family. New's book elaborates on this metaphor of the various places and directions, gains and losses of Jewish modernity, as her narrative takes us from Lithuania to Baltimore to London. Most poignantly, she describes how her British cousins were knighted in the same year that her Lithuanian brethren met their deaths at the hands of the Nazis.
New's metaphor shows us several things worth remembering and thinking about.
First, memoir can tell a great story, not just for oneself and for one's family, but, done well, for a larger community of readers. This story brings to bear macro issues like migration, technology, war, genocide, socialism and capitalism, democracy and acculturation.
Second, this story showcases the marvels of Jewish history. Our people's history makes a great story: triumph, tragedy, it's all there, coursing through all the twists and turns of the choices ordinary men and women make. Jewish history's drama contextualizes existential issues of the gains and losses always at the center of life.
Finally, this story obliquely stands in relation to two other genres essaying the past, history and memory. By history I mean the scholarly description and analysis of the past, one premised upon the objectivity and dispassion of scholars and their method. Memory signifies the traditionalist way Jews carried their past, via vehicles like the prayer book, the sacred calendar and books like the Passover Haggadah.
New's forebears travelled the road from memory to history, from a traditionalist world to one embracing science and objectivity. So have we all, in one way or another. That world relied upon a braided Jewishness that entwined tribalism and religion, thought and deed.
Modernity unbraided that twine. The Shoah destroyed much of what was left of traditionalist communities and their roots. Israel in its own way replaced tradition with the new Jew and the new Jewish state. Science and progress further undermined tradition's intellectual foundations.
In this post-modern climate, we no longer run from our past. It's too far away to challenge us. It's so far away that even if we seek it we're unlikely to reach it, since chronos carries us forward, not backward. Memoir, however private, personal, fragmented and imperfect, may be one way of preserving at least shards of our past. Time will tell what we do with those pieces.
--David Starr
Dr. David B. Starr is Vice President for Community Education, Assistant Professor of Jewish History and Dean of Me'ah. On December 13, he spoke with Elisa New, author of Jacob's Cane: A Memoir in Five Generations, about the art of the memoir and one woman's journey to discover her family's roots, as part of Hebrew College's People of the New Book series.