In the generative memoir writing group I’ve been with since August, I found myself inspired by the prompt I gave, pulled from Sonja Livingston’s 52 Snapshots, about what’s lost and what’s found. I thought about Elizabeth Bishop’s “One Art,” and the line: “Losing isn’t hard to master.” In my case, and especially with genealogical objects, that’s proved to be true. And I’ve adhered to Bishop’s missive to lose faster. In this snapshot, I wrote about my great-grandmother Pesia’s ring that I found in a cigar box in my parent’s house–and that I lost it. I wrote about a knotted sock I found in my father’s armoire and how those contents, including the photo pin below (about the size of a quarter) have perplexed me since 1991 when I found it.
I’ve been trying to discern whether this is a family member, and if so, whose side of the family? Could it be my paternal grandfather’s sister Malka? Or could it be my father’s mother’s mother, Pesia Seife Zuckerkandel?
This week I’m writing about sisters: my grandmother, Rose Entel Perlman and her older sister, Sarah/Sheyna Entel Bayewitch. I may weave in my mother, Lillian Perlman Krasner and her older sister, Bella Perlman Jacobowitz.
Other Work in Progress
I am still revising my “boys go off to war.” Stars & Stripes, at least what I could access online, wasn’t much help. My “snapshot” about my great-grandfather and the Baron Hirsch School was just rejected. I’ll have to find more possibilities for that one.
I’m hoping these snapshot “field notes” inspire someone out there.