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James Renner
Date: May 2007

Yeshiva UniversityThe history of the Jewish immigration to Washington Heights and Inwood is a rich and interesting subject. For some it is history, for others it may bring back memories of another era. What is about to be discussed may be offensive to some, but it is felt that there are those who do not fully understand the impact of what really happened. There are those that would want to know and why it changed.

New York City has always been a haven for immigrants. It started thousands of years ago when Native Americans settled the area for fishing and hunting. In the 1600s, the Dutch arrived and farms were started. In 1654, the first Jews came to New York from Brazil. Peter Stuyvesant was under direct orders to accept them.

Most of the land in northern Manhattan was owned by Jan Dyckman and Jan Nagel. Both men realized that in the future there would be a real estate boom. Over the next 200 years, farms and estates were bought and enlarged by landowners such as Billings, Morris, Jumel, Straus and the Lords (of Lord and Taylor), who made their mark on the community.

There was a northward migration of the Jewish population of New York City from the Lower East Side to Harlem. There were several reasons. First, there were better and newer apartments in Harlem. Second, there was the relocation of the City College of New York (CCNY), where they could get an excellent education.

Between 1933 and 1941, at least 20,000 displaced refugees from Germany and Austria came to Washington Heights because of the Nazi rise to power. Antisemitism was on the rise in these two countries and had created negative effects among the populace. Emigration was legal from Germany and Austria until 1941, when war was declared.

In November 1938 was Kristalnacht in Germany. Many Jewish businesses and synagogues were destroyed or burned. Many Jews were mistreated and arrested. That evening had an effect on those who fled Europe, and many who came were already traumatized by the incident. In some cases, many of the Jews were forced to live in ghettos. A small percentage of the immigrants underwent the horrors of the death camps and survived. Many came to America after the war.

There have been many books and a film that have been released in the media regarding the Jewish immigration to Washington Heights. Manfred Kirschheimer came to the Heights with his family to escape the Nazi persecution. In the 1980s he produced a film called “We Were so Beloved,” in which he recorded the memories of his family, friends and other members of the community of their flight from Germany during the 1930s. This movie was eventually made into book form.

“Frankfort on the Hudson: The German-Jewish Community of Washington Heights, 1933-1983, its Structure and Culture” by Steven Lowenstein is a book that goes into historical detail about the migration and settlement in the community. Lowenstein talks about the social structure and other facts about these immigrants and how they became accepted by the rest of the community and became an integral part of Washington Heights. The book is profusely illustrated with photographs, maps and graphs that enhance the story. I understand that there is a copy of this book in the Synagogue’s library.

Justin Martin’s biography, “Greenspan: The Man behind the Money,” tells of the life of Alan Greenspan, whose family came to New York City in the 1920s. Martin went into detail of what it was like to grow up in lower Washington Heights and how it influenced Greenspan as an adult. Greenspan lived with his mother and grandparents at 600 West 163rd Street. As a child, he was good with numbers and calculated up to 3-digit numbers in his head. He played sandlot baseball and was a Brooklyn Dodgers fan in New York Yankees territory. The Audubon Theater had been one of his favorite places to go. He may have even known Henry Kissinger at George Washington High School, who was two years his senior.

The History Channel had a book review for “The Conquerors: Roosevelt and Truman and the Destruction of Hitler’s Germany, 1941-1945” by Michael Beschloss. It was about the implementation of the reconstruction of Germany after the War. Part of the book examines why Roosevelt planned but decided against the bombing of Auschwitz.

Those who were allowed to leave in the beginning were fortunate. Others were not. To some, the word “refugee” was a word that they initially did not want to hear or acknowledge in the community. The integration process took on a more relaxed attitude in the United States than in other countries. This adaptation was especially recognized in Washington Heights. There had been situations where some rough edges had existed but had been smoothed out in time.

After the war, things settled down. A good majority of the Jewish immigrants lived initially in the lower Heights. Many of those started businesses here in New York City. Many synagogues flourished. Services started punctually, members had assigned seats, and there was the traditional practice of male officers on the executive committees until recently, when women were allowed to serve on the boards. Sisterhoods and ladies’ auxiliaries also played an important role in the affairs of the synagogues.

Yeshivas for elementary school students opened in Washington Heights. Yeshiva Soloveitchek (1937) and Yeshiva Samson Raphael Hirsch (1944) catered to regular educational and theological instruction. Yeshiva Soloveitchek closed in the 1980s. Some of the students who attend Yeshiva Samson Raphael Hirsch come in from Monsey, New York, where some of the former residents of Washington Heights live. Hirsch is connected with the Kahal Adath Jeshurun Synagogue. Yeshiva University was also instrumental in higher education and theological studies.

As time passed, many moved northward, especially to live along Fort Washington and Bennett Avenues. The synagogues moved to accommodate the northern migration. Kahal Adath Jeshurun, the most influential synagogue in the community, was under the leadership of Rabbi Joseph Breuer. This influence dominated the community for years.

Over the years, there was a decline in the original Jewish community. Most of this was due to the fact that those who had arrived in the 1930s were getting older, and their children moved out of the community to such places as Monsey, New York. This forced many of the synagogues to close or merge with others, such as is the case with Hebrew Tabernacle and Beth Am. There has been an influx of a younger generation of Jews who have wanted to be a part and have a sense of community.

Two synagogues that over the years have seen a decline in their congregations are the Inwood Hebrew Congregation and Congregation Ohav Sholaum. Congregation Beth Hillel was another synagogue that was forced to merge because of declining membership. Congregation Shaare Hatikvah and the Fort Tryon Jewish Center are still strong and viable synagogues.

The Audubon Ballroom was home to another synagogue that closed. It was Congregation Emez Wozedek and had services from 1939 to 1983, when it was forced to close for lack of membership and the fact that the Audubon was to be torn down for the Lasker Medical Research Center, which is operated by the New York Presbyterian Hospital.

Two other synagogues that had to reorganize were Congregation Nodah Bi Yehuda, located at 392 Fort Washington, and Congregation Kellilath Yaacov, at 390 Fort Washington. Many of the older members had died, and some had moved to Monsey, New York, with their children. These were in two identical three-storied buildings built in the first decade of the 20th Century and were purchased and refurbished into houses of worship. Congregation Nodah Bi Yehuda merged with Congregation Shaare Hatikvah at 711 West 179th Street.

These houses were recently torn down to make way for a residence for students and faculty of Columbia-Presbyterian Medical Center. The building that was 392 Fort Washington was the former home of the McNally family. One of the sons, Richard J., was killed in action during the First World War on September 29, 1918. This information was confirmed in the historical signs section of the New York City Department of Parks and Recreation website for the McNally Plaza. The McNally Post for Veterans of Foreign Wars is located at 584 West 183rd Street, just east of Saint Nicholas Avenue.

Some of the more influential people who moved to and lived in Washington Heights and Inwood were former Secretary of State Henry Kissinger, Chairman of the Federal Reserve Alan Greenspan, Max Frankel of the New York Times, psychologist Dr. Ruth Westheimer, broadcaster Edwin Newman, and Hansi Pollock, who was a local Democratic Party leader.

There is a small park on Cabrini Boulevard and 177th Street that is owned and operated by the Port Authority. Within this park is a plaque honoring a man by the name of Louis Stern. This gentleman was a member of the Washington Heights Chamber of Commerce and was listed on their letterhead in the 1940s. The plaque reads as follows: “This plaque is in memory of the significant civic achievements made by Louis Stern on behalf of the Washington Heights Community. November 1969, Port of New York Authority, Chamber of Commerce of Washington Heights.”

Washington Heights and Inwood are presently experiencing a revival. New Jewish families are moving here from other parts of New York City. This is due to the fact that the rents and real estate in the area is much more reasonable than in our sister communities downtown. There is a rising cost of rent and prices for co-ops and condominiums, but comparing them to other parts of the city, they are much lower. These new people coming to the area bring a sense of stronger community ties and spirit that had been lacking over the years and is needed to make it the vibrant community that it once was.

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i lived in washington heights on fort washington avenue across from the medical center until i was 17 years old with my parents and an extended family of aunts and uncles and grandparents and friends of my parents who were also known to me as uncles and aunts. it was a diverse community of german jews, irish , hispanic and black families and i learned so much from each. my dad - martin rothschild is 98 years old and one of the surviving jews from a small village in germany near stuttgart "buttenhausen" i was so happy to find these references to that part of new york city and my early years and to be able to tell my dad about the books and references. jeanne
Wow. This is incredible! My name is David Pinto. I am the grandson of the late Rabbi Izaak Heilbronn, z"l, rabbi of Congregation Beth Hillel. I visited Washington Heights frequently in the 1950s. My grandmother, Erna Heilbronn, z"l, lived in Apartment 4A at 382 Wadsworth Avenue. David Pinto
Riverside drive and Fort Tryone park were two of my favorite places.My parents were Fred and Frieda Halberg. He owned the Associated supermarket on 145th and Broadway until 1961 or so. My Ohma, lived in 900 Riverside Drive (161 st)I lived with my parents, two brothers and sister at 667 West 161st Street from 1952 - 1970. We belonged to the Washington Heights Congregation. Schools attended were Help and Reconstruction Kindergarten (160th - Riverside drive), Solveitchik, P.S. 128, Stitt JHS, H.S. of Art and Design.
I was born in Washington Heights on September 11, 1932. My first home was on 170th St and I lived for many years with my mom and dad, and brother, Sophia and Jonas and Seymour Zydney on 175 St. I went to PS173 and Humboldt Junior High School JHS115. I met my future husband and we are both graduates of George Washington High School. My brother graduated DeWitt Clinton High School. I went to Hebrew School with Rabbi Irving Baumol on 177th Street and Fort Washington Avenue. Carole Lewitt was my best friend. Washington Heights was a wonderful place to grow up. There were so many things to do.
to Renee Haiberg, I lved at 576 W. 161 st & then 894 Riverside dr. I remember the synagouge on 161 st. There was a parking garage next to it & firehouses across the st. I cant remeber the name, could you help. My family was one of the first blacks to move into the neighborhood right afte my dad got a job working for NYC Tranist. Contact me if you read this, I would love to talk about the good old days & times in the Heights.
Gertrude: I believe we went to school together. I lived on 173rd Street.
I grew up much further north, in Marble Hill (and as a youth attended the Kinsbridge Jewish Center), but lived at 181st and Cabrini for four years in my 20s, in the late '70s and early '80s. I wasn't exactly a synagogue-going type in my young, single days but I did go once to the Reform temple at 187th and Fort Washington (which I'm surprised you didn't mention) with a Protestant friend of mine to show him what a synagogue was like. But this syangogue was so ultra-reform, with an organ, choir and so on, that it was more like a church to me. I mean, I wasn't exactly the most religious guy in those days, but when I DID go to synagogue, I wanted it to BE like a synagogue! I also once tried to attend services at the Fort Tryon Jewish Center, but they threw me out because I wasn't wearing a tie--this was around 1979. Off the topic of synagogues, I remember the aging German Jewish community, very exotic to myself who, like most NYC Jews, was from a Russian-Jewish background. These oldsters used to read the Aufbau, a Jewish newspaper in German. The Jewish deli on 181st served some German dishes like "koenigburger klopse" (I was a noodle kugle man myself), and, unfortunately, it closed within a year after I moved into the area. Finally, we should mention an institution that was/is as important to many, especially young people, as synagogues--the Nagle Avenue YMHA! I started going there in my teens, during my Marble Hill days, when my parents had me join a teen discussion group. The group leaders, Paul and Willa Bradford (about 1968) were excellent--I believe they were Columbia social work students--and we talked about things that were "relevant," like "The Graduate," the Vietnam war and the like. And, of course, there were quite a few attractive girls in the group, too. Later, when I actually lived in the area, around 1980, I went with the same Protesant friend I mentioned earlier to a production of Ionesco's "Rhinocerous" at the Y. The area had changed so much that almost everyone in the audience was over 70 or so. Very sad!!!!
My name is Ellen Rubenstein. I am so excited to see this. My great-grandfather was Louis Stern. I grew up hearing about the plaque to him, but have never actually seen it. I never really knew him, because he died when I was quite young, but apparently he was quite a character. If anyone has any information about him, I would love to hear it.
I really ought to know this, but someone who lived in the area -- his name is Tom Foty -- said that he could not remember Congregation Beth Hillel. I had said that it was on 181st St., east of St. Nicholas, north side of street. Was that the correct address?
I just found this site. wonderful! I was born in 1943 at Wadsworth Hospital, attended PS 173, JHS 115, and George Washington HS. In response to the question about Cong.Beth Hillel, I recall that it was not on 181st Street, but a few blocks further north. It merged in the last years of its existence with Cong Beth Israel( under the leadership of Rabbi Shlomo Kahn, z"l) which was located on 181st Street over the Howard clothing store. The merged entity joined together with Mt Sinai Jewish Center on Bennet Avenue. Cong.Emes Wozedek, founded by Rabbi Dr. Max Koppel,z"l, functioned in the Audubon Hall complex. They owned the entire building complex. My father, Max Lehmann, o.b.m., was the last president of that synagogue. In his last years he brought about a merger with Mt Sinai Jewish Center, that occurred in 1986. In my childhood there were many synagogues in the neighborhood. Many of them were included in the Lowenstein book.
My parents, Guerry and Dinah (Daisy) Berlinski (changed to Berins in 1948) moved in to Inwood around 1939. My brother Bernard was born in 1939, Howard in 1940 (at Jewish Memorial), and I was born in 1947. I can't remember the streets where my parents rented apartments when they first moved to Inwood, but on Pearl Harbor Day they moved into a private house they bought at 535 W. 217th St, across the street from Park Terrace Gardens. My parents didn't sell that house until all three of their sons had moved to my mother's birthplace, New Orleans, LA. My parents then retired to the New Orleans suburb, Metairie, where we three brothers still live today. We belonged to Inwood Hebrew Congregation on Vermilyea Avenue and to the YM-YWHA (at its original location and at its later location on Nagle Avenue). My father served on the board at both institutions. Bernard attended PS 98, JHS 52 and Stuyvesant High School, then Tulane University undergraduate and law school. Howard went to PS 98, JHS 52, George Washington H. S., Fairleigh Dickinson University for a year and then graduated from NYU School of Commerce. I went to PS 98 (Mrs. Morjay(spelling?)-kindergarten, Mrs. Bader-1st grade, Mrs. Klug-2nd grade, Mrs. Scanlan-3rd grade, Mrs. Higgins-4th grade, Mrs. Spilde (later Mrs. O'Hara)-5th grade, and Mrs. Hantman-6th grade. Then I was bussed out of the neighborhood in 1959 to JHS 141 in Riverdale, supposedly for racial equality - some kids from each neighborhood from Harlem northward to Inwood were bussed to attend the junior high in the next neighborhood to the immediate north. In essence, I was bussed from a middle class Jewish and Catholic neighborhood, almost totally white, to attend an upper middle class, primarily Jewish public junior high which was also primarily white! The Catholic kids in our neighborhood were unaffected by this ill thought out plan because they all attended Good Shepherd through eighth grade and then, typically, onto a parochial high school. I attended Broklyn Tech for 1.5 years and transferred to George Washington HS where I was able to graduate a year early in 1964. I went to Tulane University undergraduate and law school with a one year stint in the Coast Guard Reserve in between. I raised my three kids in Metairie, LA. One of my daughters, who now lives with her family and teaches in Westchester, went to college and grad school in New York. Ironically, while on a college summer trip to Israel, she met her now-husband whose mother, like me, is the daughter of a lady who also grew up in Inwood, was of German Jewish parentage, went to PS 98, GWHS, Inwood Hebrew Congregation and the Nagle Avenue Y. My brothers and I have wonderful memories of growing up in Inwood. It was generally a great life and we all have indelibly etched mental images of the really important places and activities, such as stickball, ringolevio (spelling?), Inwood Hill Park, Harry's Candy Store where we bought mellorolls, egg creams and chocolate covered raspberry jels on 218th Street near Broadway, the grocery store at 218th St and Indian Road where we bought bulk halvah, Pizza Haven on Broadway near 207th St., Nash's Bakery on Dyckman, Hi Ho Chinese Restaurant on Dyckman, Zaro's Bakery, Fanny Farmer Candy, Carvel on Nagle Avenue near the YMHA and also on Dyckman, flipping baseball cards in the schoolyard, shopping at Alexanders Department Store on Fordham Rd., indian caves and arrowheads in Inwood Hill Park, Finkel's Pharmacy, Bowlerama, Manhattan Lanes, Simon's Gas Station and hand car wash on Broadway, the horrible and deadly explosion at the telephone company building, hockey played on roller skates on the closed-off play street next to Good Shepherd, Bruno's Barbershop on Broadway near the City Steps, Esposito's Liquor Store, etc. I wonder if anybody out there remembers Huck Finn Donuts on 207th near Broadway, which for a brief golden era in the 1950's sold what I recall to be the world's best donuts and frozen custard. Please let me hear from you if you remember me or my family, and even if you don't, please share your memories of Inwood anyway.
I was born in Inwood and lived on Nagle Ave. and Sickles Street until 1954. I attended P.S. 152 and P.S. 52. I would love to get in touch with any of my old classmates. (And we are old now) Elaine
In 1916,when he was 18 years old, my father Benjamin Estrin bought 65 Nagle Ave. It,and it's twin building next door, were the only buildings in the area at that time. Lots of farms were around, but this was a real apartment building, dark brick and 6 stories high. It's still there! I was born in that building. I've got lots of stories and pictures that you,Mr. Renner might like.
Does anyone remember the Morris-Jumel private elementary school on the first floor of a building off of Bdwy and, I think, 157th? At least I think that was the name....
My mother, brother and I came to live in Washington Heights, at 516 W. 188 Street, right across the street from P.S. 189. We came during the second World War as exchange Prisoners of War. Through a set of lucky accidents, we were spared the horror of the concentration camps, where so many of my relatives died, and found ourselves in Liebenow, Germany interned with British and American POW's. As if adjusting to the USA was not strange enough, my father, Alexander Schmelkes, decided that it was time my brother and me to know what it was like to be Jewish and so he enrolled us in Samson Raphael Hirsh Yeshiva on Bennet Ave. How weird I felt! From the age of 3 to 9 I had to deny my Jewish identity and then suddenly I was "submerged" in an orthodox yeshiva, expected to know all the traditions associated with Jewish rituals and holidays. I felt lost. I had not an inkling of what Judaism was, let alone orthodox Judaism. Eventually, I went to PS 189, had an incredible 6th grade teacher, Miss Weinstein, who taught me what it was like to be an "American," appreciate the plight of other Americans, the Negroes who had not yet achieved any kind of equality. In 7th grade, we gathered around our music teacher,Mr. Belink and sang songs from sheets of paper, their words mimeographed in purple ink My high school was Music and Art, where I majored in Music. It too was located in Manhattan, on 135th street and Convent Avenue, right next to City College. I took the bus on Amsterdam Avenue and entered a new and wonderful world upon reaching 135th I wrote a book about my childhood that was recently published by Hamilton Press: "Running from Home." Rita Ross www.ritabross.com
response to ted lehman's post hi -- my name is sally house i grew up on 77 park terrace east, right across from your private house many of your memories merge with mine, notably: went to '98 mrs. bader - first grade teacher mrs. hantman - 5th & 6th grade teacher graduated in '65; recognize the names of some of your other teachers other memories: y on nagel ave hi ho chinese restaurant grocery store at 218th and bway indian road pizza haven nash's (they had great burgers!) zaro's bakery carvel on nagel near the y simon's gas the explosion at the phone company in 1963 i went to '98, '52 and bronx science; then to nyu uptown on park terrace, in june when it was warm and the days were long, the kids from the block would meet after dinner at the square; we played king-queen against the wall of the catholic school, sacred heart of mary the parents would meet in the little park at the tip of park terrace; they would sit on the benches and schmooze that's it for now
To Sally House...I grew up at 45 Park Terrace West. Mrs. Bader was also my first grade teacher; Mrs. Hiigins in 4th grade, and Mrs. Hantman in 5th and 6th grade. Also went to JHS 52 and Bronx Science (class of 1968). My parents were Eva and Hans, and my dad was President of the Bronx HS of Science Father's Club. My father's good friend was Alex Nash, who owned Nash's (great pastries too!); CCNY grad 1973. Sacred Heart of Mary was a popular gathering place in the evening for my friends who lived at Park Terrace Gardens. I also had my own apartment for about a year in 1974, while I was going to grad school at CCNY.
I am the author of THE LOST SYNAGOGUES OF BROOKLYN and am now working on an edition covering former synagogues throughout Manhattan. I would be very grateful to hear from anyone who can share memories about shuls and Hebrew Schools of Washington Heights which have since closed (as well as Manhattan shuls in other neighborhoods too). Thank you!
hi there; i was born back on jan2 1945 at jewish memorail hospital. i attended ps 173,jhs115,and gwhs grad in jan 63. i used to live at 720west173st, which is now a co-op;holy cow. i used to love to hang out in the park across the street and on the wall with all my friends,they were good times had by all of us.we had a schoolyard reunion back in 2002,which was a total blast seeing all the old faces guys and gals and reliving our glory days. its a shame todays kids rely on video games to keep occupied;not the same as going out and playing ball or just chewing the fat with friends.
my name is robert baumol; i am the son of Rabbi Irving Baumol, who was rabbi of temple beth sholom in wash heights from 1942 til 1969, except for a two year hiatus; my grandfather was sidney asch, the president of the temple; and my great uncle, sidney klein, was the vice president. I would be happy to provide information.
It gives me chills, happy and sad, to read these posts. My father got out of Frankfurt-am-Main in 1936 at age 18 to make a new life in New York. He lived at the YMHA on 92nd Street. A couple of years later his parents made it over too; they lived on West 163rd Street, where my grandmother, Ella Werner, hosted meetings of the Self Help group on Tuesday afternoons. Members worked to find jobs and housing for new German-Jewish refugees. My grandfather, a teacher, got a post at Yeshiva University, but the trauma of the Holocaust gave him a fatal heart attack before classes started. Now I live in the Heights too. I'm converting to Judaism (my mother was Gentile) and have joined a great synagogue. I feel as if I am honoring my family and keeping their spirit alive by making my home here and observing their traditions.
We lived at 615 West 164 st. I attended P.S. 128, J.H.S 52. I was born in 1956, and left the area in 1976. My mother(school aide at PS 128) and father belonged to a synagogues on W 161(near BWAY). I have lots of memories of the area from the expansion of Columbia Presbyterian Hospital to the opening of McDonalds on 170 st. I remember getting my school supplies at the Wadsworth 5 &10 and the movie theaters on 165 st.173 st. and 181 st.Every holiday season, Broadway would have Christmas lights strung from the street lights. My dad and I would take evening strolls to get groceries from Sloans and fresh fruit at 170 st. These were great times, and I miss the old neighborhood!
My name is Roger Adler and I was born in Wadsworth Hospital in 1943. I grew up and lived at 810 W. 183 st. My parents were immigrants from Vienna. I graduated from PS 187 in 1957 and am looking for my classmates to attend a reunion in October, 2011. They may contact me at: Baldreal@Sbcglobal.net, San Antonio, Texas
My name is Ernie Durra and I live in Cape Town, South Africa. My Grandmother Dora Hirsch and her four sisters, Anna Sarah Gentilli, Paula, Flora and Antonia "Toni" Hirsch, lived in an apartment block at 681 West 193rd Street, Manhattan, 10040. They immigrated from Karlsruhe, Germany shortly before WW2. They are buried in Cedar Park Cemetery Gates of Hope. I'd very much like to communicate with someone who may be familiar with this time and place. Thank You.
I was trying to find some information about Temple Ohav Shalom in Washington Heights, NY when I came across this site. I came to the US in 1941 and first lived at 161st Street or 163rd Street. Then moved to 887 Riverside Drive, then Ellwood Street and finally to Jamaica, Queens. After marrying lived for a while in Jackson Heights. Have lived in Massachusetts for over 40 years. Carole Karlsruher, nee Plaut
Incredible memories. I grew up on Ft. Washington Ave. and 162nd St. My grandfather was Rabbi Leo Baerwald z"l who was the rabbi at Beth Hillel, I think after Rabbi Heilbronn. I remember Erna Heilbronn. I think that Beth Hillel was located on 180th St., but it might have had a different "temporary" address before then. Although my grandfather was the rabbi at Beth Hillel, my family attended the Washington Heights Congregation (on 161st St., I think), opposite the fire station, as well as Rabbi Zimmer's shul (whose name escapes me), on Ft. Wash. at 160th St. My father attended the "shtiebel" in the basement of the Hebrew Tabernacle, which in those days was on 161st St., between Broadway and Ft. Wash. The "shtiebel" was orthodox, and very eclectic, almost all older men, with hardly any women, even on holidays. The beadle was Mr. Buchman and he came in every morning, from Brooklyn, I think. "Frankfurt of the Hudson" is an excellent resource for information regarding the various synagogues and congregations of Washington Heights.
hi all......we came in june of 1941 from 3 yrs of running from vienna...lived at 602 w 165th st...............went to yeshiva soleivechik[facebook group siteof this school is up..i am grad of 1952].my brother harry stern grad of 1955.............rabbi weinberg was at the syn agogue on 161st st...across from firehouse....miss those days.i live in the catskills and my brother is in atlanta...if you know me contact me.thanks.............
Beth Hillel was located on 182nd Street between St. Nicholas and Audubon Avenues. We played punch ball on the second floor during Hebrew School recess until we smashed an overhead light that crashed down on the floor and our future games. And what about Rabbi Meyer Machlis of the Temple of the Covenant on 180th Street between St. Nicholas and Wadsworth Avenues? We went to dances there for young people until the Nagle Avenue YMHA proved to be a better resource.
Seems I spent most of my early life play sofball/stickball in the PS 173 schoolyard. Certainly played many a day with Myron Krauss. Wwnt to PS 132 early 50's then PS 173, JHS 115, Brooklyn Tech and finally George Wasington HS(class of 68). Remember days in the Heights as a wonderful time filled with opportunity. My family went to Cong Beth Hillel on 182nd and St Nickolaus av. Spent 6 years going to after school Hebrew school twice a week although sometimes I would play hookey so I could play softball! I still do remember the aforementioned Rabbi Baerwald and his long flowing white beard. My uncle Mr Sternweiler often did alot of administrative work for the schul. I found that my neighborhood was primarily from 168th st(columbia presbyterian hospital) and 181st street, the commercial center, which included woolworths which has everything! I moved from 178thst and Amsterdam to 174th st and St Nick to 177th and Ft Wash. What a journey!
Am surprised that Congregation Beth Hamedrash Hagadol was not mentioned. This synagogue was located at 610 West 175th Street, between St. Nicholas and Wadsworth Avenues. It was the mother of all synagogues in the neighborhood. I came to Washington Heights in 1931. My father Israel Brand was very active in this Synagogue and had a butcher store on Broadway between 171 and 172 Street. I attended P.S. 169, Jr. H. S 115 and George Washington High School. In those years this was the safest of neighborhoods. I remember as a child no one locked their doors or windows. Robberies were unheard of in those years. It was a beautiful neighborhood and I treasure those memories.
I lived on SHerman aVE. inwood. My father was Dr. Friedrich Grossmann. He practiced on SHerman ave. I also went to PS 152 and PS 52.I lijved on Sickles St. when I first got married in 1956. My family came here in 1939 from Koln. My father spent time in Dachau. I remember the neighboehood well esp. Dyckman St. I passed thru there recdently. What a change I saw. Memories are good.
I came to the U.S. with my parents in '46, after spending the war years in England. We lived for 3 years with my grandparents on Ellwood St. Later we moved to 25l Seaman Ave. I attended Jr.H.S. 52 and G. Washington High after which I attended CCNY Uptown. After my marriage I moved to Queens, NY. Ruth Bienheim Kinney
I lived in Washington Heights from the year I was born (1943) until 1964. Went to 168 (before it was rebuilt) and then was transferred to 52 and then 152. Went to Bx. Science and then to CCNY. Lived at 128 Fort Washington Avenue. Have been back many times. In fact, we made a video of the visit in the summer of 2011. Remember the Hebrew Tabernacle quite well. It was in a Law and Order episode of a couple of years ago, but was no longer the shul. Now live in Canada.
I was raised in the Dyckman Projects in the 1950's. It was a wonderful life, and I go back often to indulge in the happy memories. I attended PS 152 for Kindergarten and First Grade... but was transferred to PS 97 starting in the Second Grade. I was in the IG Classes under MRS. LEWIS. I attended BETH AM, the People's Temple, on THAYER STREET for my early Jewish education. Rabbi Margolis was the Rabbi. I loved living up in Inwood.
I lived on Seaman Avenue in Inwood across the street from Inwood Park from birth until I married in 1965. I attended PS 98 JHS 52 and GWHS (grad. 1963). I had Mrs. Morje, Ms.Gilligan and Mrs. Seebach in PS 98. Those teachers stand out in my mind. I spent many hrs. in the park as most did back then. I loved to ride my bike onto the island in the park. My parents supported two synagogues, Inwood Hebrew Congregation and Beth Am. My favorite was the reform temple, Beth Am on Thayer St. with Rabbi Irwin Margolies who lived in NJ and parked his car with clergy plates in front of the synagogue. He was a brilliant Rabbi who marched with Dr. Martin Luther King and spent time with him in jail. He was not a hypocrite who preached one thing and practiced another. Rabbi M. buried both of my parents and officiated at my sister's wedding. He was a great man. When he spoke NO ONE whispered. Everyone was riveted to his brilliant sermons. Good to catch up on old times and old places stuck in my memory for all my life.
I was born and raised in Inwood on Seaman Avenue right across the street from Inwood Park. I attended PS 98, JHS 52 and George Washington HS (1963)and Fairleigh Dickinson U. in Teaneck, NJ. I received my Jewish education at Beth Am, the People's Temple with Rabbi Margolis who was proud to have gone on Freedom marches with Dr. Martin Luthor King Jr. He wrote about it for the NY Times. We all admired him greatly. Rabbi M. lived in N.J. and commuted. I guess everyone remembers their childhood with fondness. I too remember the Miramar swimming pool and Nash's and the Alpine bakery with nostalgia. I remember growing up as a wonderful time bike riding in the park, skating in the park and searching for wampum in the caves.

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