In requesting a translation from someone with great vision, Ill share a great story. I looked for a very long time for my grandfathers and aunts gravestones. He was killed by a truck in 1929 (great year to die). She died a year and a half later at 16yo, so a family of 4 quickly became a family of 2. I never had a chance to get to know them, and they felt like ghosts to me, a real hole in my life. My fathers prayer book listed their yahrzeits, but not the cemetery where they were buried. I called about a dozen cemeteries and a few funeral homes, but came up blank...until a girlfriend suggested ones I had never heard of. I called, and a week or so later got phone calls from two funeral homes, both pointing me to their cemetery, 2 graves apart. I found their stones, apparently vandalized in an old cemetery in disrepair. His stone was broken, but we were able to right it. Hers was broken off the base, lying several feet away from where it should be. The base had long since vanished into the mud, and this part of the stone was sinking almost below the level of the surrounding grass. I was afraid it would vanish forever, so we dug it up and raised the level of the dirt. I was thrilled to find the Hebrew on the back! Her name was Freda Sadie Fisher, died 22 Oct 1930, daughter of Yale Chaim. Once I got the date, I was able to her birth and death certificates. :-) If anyone can read this after unknown decades in the mud, Id really appreciate it!
Posted on: Thu, 04 Dec 2014 23:28:35 +0000
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