Showing posts with label Holocaust. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Holocaust. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 4, 2016

HOLOCAUST REMEMBRANCE DAY, “NEVER AGAIN”



May 5, 2016 has been designated as Holocaust Remembrance Day is the U.S.   I had previously written about Lily Isaacs, the matriarch of the singing group, The Isaacs.  She had written her autobiography in which she tells about her parents’, both Holocaust survivors, descriptions of their experiences in the Concentration Camps.   Lily was born in Germany and grew up in the Bronx.  Although I have known her for several years, the subject was never brought up.

Ida Piller-Greenspan, a long-time resident of Briarwood, wrote a book entitled “When The World Closed Its Doors”.   Ida and Maurice were living in Belgium, when the invasion occurred on their wedding night.   The tales were of their fleeing and the attempts to get a Visa into any country that would allow them.  Anti semitism was amok and countries turned them down.  Able to avoid being caught and sent to a concentration camp, they finally made it to the U.S.   Along with the book her artistic talents left her legacy and two daughters, Rosie (who was a “college buddy”) and Liane to pass the haunting stories down to the generations. 

An Intergenerational Holocaust Freedom Seder, known as the Munich Enclave, was recently held at the Harriet and Kenneth Kupferberg Holocaust Resource Center and Archives located on the campus of Queensborough Community College.  Rabbi Abraham J. Klausner, a U.S. Army chaplain and Josef Dov Sheinson, a concentration camp survivor, created a Seder to celebrate the first Passover since the end of WWII. 

They undertook designing a ceremonial Hagaddah different from any other one being used naming it The Survivor’s Hagaddah.  They were given out where Rabbi Charles Agin presided over the ceremony at the Center.  “How often our people has had to defy prejudice and slander, hatred and oppression”, begins the introduction. “We have survived all those who vowed to destroy us. We lament those who perished at their hands.  We give thanks for our many deliverances and for the steadfast faith of those who endured, whose love of life did not falter. They have left us an example of courage never to be forgotten”.

The traditional Four Questions of why we eat matzoh, eat bitter herbs, drink four glasses of wine and recline in our chairs at the dinner table are replaced by, “why did I survive, why were my loved ones destroyed and why do I continue to suffer.”  In the telling of the story the statement “We were slaves to Pharaoh in Egypt” gave a new meaning in 1946.  “We were slaves to Hitler in Germany”. 
“He took us out of there (Egypt), so that He might bring us home, and give us the land as He had promised our fathers”, the undying message.  Having first taken place in Munich, it came time for The Four Questions to be recited.  Traditionally, they are recited by children.  “1,500,000 were murdered in the Holocaust”, quotes this Hagaddah.  “Those in attendance fell silent, weeping until one man began asking the questions and all the rest joined in.”

There is a traditional song, Dayenu, meaning, “It would have sufficed”.  Here, the changes were made in the Munich Seder.  “Had He scattered us among the nations but had not given us the First Crusade, Dayenu. Had he given us the First Crusade, but not the blood libel, Dayenu. Had He given us the Badge of Shame, but not the persecutions of the Black Plague, Dayenu. Had He given us the persecutions of the Black Plague, but not the Inquisition, Dayenu. Had He given us the Inquisition, but not of the pogroms of 1648, Dayenu. Had He given us the slaughter in the Ukraine of 1919, but not Hitler, Dayenu. Had He given us Hitler, but no ghettos, Dayenu. Had He given us ghettos, but no gas chambers and crematoria, Dayenu. Had He given us gas chambers and crematoria, but our wives and children had not been murdered, Dayenu.  All the more so, since all of these have befallen us, we must make Aliyah, even if illegally, wipe out the Galut, build the chosen land, and make a home for ourselves and our children for eternity.”

“And there was silence”, the Hagaddah continues.  “How many stood aside, mute and unconcerned, forgetting the divine command: ‘You shall not stand idle while your neighbor bleeds’.  For the sin of silence. For the sin of indifference. For the secret complicity of the neutral. For the closing of borders. For the washing of hands. For the crime of indifference.”

Never Again, by Martin Gilbert, tells the history of the Holocaust published in 2000.  The chant, “Never again. Never again” had already been coined to express during protests and to remind us that we must not allow fear and false promises to obstruct our judgements in who reigns. 

“Next year, in Jerusalem” are the words stated at the end of a seder.  On May 14, 1948 Israel official became a Jewish State, separating it from Palestine.  The pact, signed by David-Ben Gurion, took place at the UN General Assembly, located at what now houses the Queens Museum in Flushing Meadows Corona Park. 


Tuesday, March 8, 2016

WHEN THE WORLD CLOSED IT'S DOORS

 After viewing an exhibition of Ida Piller-Greenspan’s monoprints and hearing the artist relate her tale of escaping from the Nazis, an editor suggested she put her story down in book form because it was, “so haunting.”

Published about a decade ago, “When the World Closed Its Doors: Struggling to Escape Nazi-Occupied Europe” was written by Susan M. Branting based on interviews with Piller-Greenspan and using the artists’ prints.

Born in Poland and raised in Antwerp, Belgium, Piller-Greenspan, who settled in Briarwood with her husband, Maurice Piller, to raise their daughters, used art to share her horrific past without speaking about it.

“My mother decided to create a pictorial diary of my parents’ escape when she learned I was pregnant with my first child,” daughter Rosie Piller said. “The pictorial diary was based on her memories, which were not always clear and crisp. These prints are meant to portray ‘an indistinct, dream-like quality.’”

Ida and Maurice Piller’s story begins on their wedding night, May 9, 1940, when the Nazis invaded Belgium.

As the story progresses, the reader learns of the couple’s ordeal when evading the Nazis and trying to obtain visas to any country that would allow the young Jews to settle. During that time most of Piller-Greenspan’s family were deported and killed in Auschwitz.

As they lived on rations of fruit, eggs and sometimes dog biscuits, the fear of having to return to occupied Belgium or any country overcome by the Nazis stirred great feats of strength and endurance as anti-Semitism was widespread.Visas finally came from the United States.

“On June 3, 1941, two days before my 22nd birthday, we walked up the metal gangway and into steerage, the third-class section in the bottom of the boat,” Piller-Greenspan said in the book. “We did not know whether we would be turned away when we reached the United States or sent on some hopeless journey from one country to another...We could not know whether the United States would close its doors.”

Once in Briarwood, the couple set up a small diamond wholesale business.
Maurice, who by then had changed his name to Morris, would do the buying and selling, and Piller-Greenspan would help by sorting the diamonds, Piller said.

After being widowed in 1965, Piller-Greenspan tried to keep the business going as the only woman in the Diamond District, but men did not feel comfortable dealing with a woman, Piller said.
In 1967, Piller-Greenspan married Joseph Greenspan and stopped working outside the home in order to turn her attention to her growing family, including sons Mark and Danny Greenspan.

She also focused on her art, eventually earning a bachelor of fine arts from Queens College on her 60th birthday in 1979.

Piller-Greenspan left Queens in 2001 and moved to Boulder, Colo. to be closer to Piller. She died in 2011.

With the exception of her pictorial diary, none of her artwork had to do with the Holocaust. She worked in realism, abstract art, and everything in between. She even sculpted a few pieces.
“I would like to thank my loving parents, Morris and Ida, for setting their grief and anger aside and bringing us up on the Golden Rule,” her daughter said. “My sister Liane and I learned about the Holocaust at an early age and, thankfully, the focus was not on hatred but on the lessons to be learned regarding resistance to oppression and compassion for the oppressed.”

"Wedding Day."  They all rose to dance the hora.


"The Dead Are Left Behind".  Here, bodies of dead English soldiers littered the beach."


"The Last Goodbye."  Ida hugs her mother and bids a goodbye, wondering if she would ever see her again.


"Hotel Sholem Alechem in Barcelona."  A local Jewish organization provided them with shelter.


"In Lisbon.  Forced to Return to Germany (Ida weeping on the right)"



"When the World Closed Its Doors"



Brooklyn Bridge (pastel)
Ecstasy.  Rosie: "This might have been my mother's personal favorite. She said it was ecstatic for her to create it.

Nude painting in oil that shows her ability to paint realistic work
Rosie:"She experimented with lots of media.  Here is one of her sculptures.
Purim
Ida's take on Rodin's "The Thinker".
Warriors (Acrylic)


Photos submitted by Rosie Piller