Jewish Genealogy - Is It Really Different?
By Gladys
Friedman Paulin, CGJewish Genealogy is both ancient and new. The Hebrew Bible,
in addition to its religious message, is a family history covering more than
three millennia. Genesis, Chapter 5, contains the lineage from Adam to Noah, and
Chapter 11 has the lineage from Shem to Abraham. Almost every later person is
identified by his or her pedigree. At Mt. Sinai, every Jew had to bring Moses
proof of his heritage to receive the law. Throughout history, Jews have
identified with their family.
However, except for a few Rabbinical dynasties, most European
Jewish family histories have not been documented. Jews were periodically
expelled from most countries, including England, France, various German states,
Portugal and Spain. As they sought refuge elsewhere, families were separated
and, after a few generations, contact was lost. Jews have been known to have
lived, at least for a time, in almost every country in the ancient and modern
worlds. This makes tracing families in the ‘Old Country’ a challenge, since
families split and members went to several different countries, or may have gone
from one country to another, to another within one generation! (My father and
his eight siblings were born in three different countries!)
The first documented immigration of Jews to what became the
United States was in 1654. 24 Jews arrived from Brazil after Portugal conquered
the area and reinstituted the Inquisition. Jewish settlement in the U. S. was
sparse until the 19th century. Beginning in the 1820's, many German
Jews immigrated and by 1850, the Jewish population was nearing 100,000. The
German Jewish immigration of the early 19th century paled beside that
of the Eastern Europeans: two million between 1880 and 1914. These later
arrivals were the ancestors of most of the Jews in the United States today,
having displaced and absorbed the earlier arrivals through marriage and
assimilation.
Except for Spanish Jews and those Rabbinical dynasties, most
Jews did not adopt surnames until required to do so in the late 18th
and early 19th centuries when they began to be granted citizenship
rights in Western Europe. Napoleon’s sweep eastward led to the adoption of this
requirement in Eastern Europe since it made it easier for taxation and
conscription. Therefore, most Jewish names are relatively new – and since the
need was for the convenience of the government, there was no special attachment
to a ‘family name’. (In some localities, the names were assigned by the
government and frequently had derogatory connotations.) When first promulgated,
the laws were not carefully worded, so members of the same family—even
brothers—took different surnames. Nor did the early laws specify that these
names were to be permanent and hereditary; so until they were amended, names
were frequently changed—particularly in the Russian Empire. Even later, when a
family moved, the members frequently acquired a new name, identifying themselves
with their prior home by taking a toponymic name. It is not uncommon to find
records from Eastern Europe with records showing an a/k/a name, or sometimes one
record in one name and the next one under the alternate name. When Jews came to
the United States, many changed their surnames to be more American, or to
accommodate teachers or employers who had difficulty spelling or pronouncing
their Russian, Polish and Yiddish names. To follow the paper trail, a researcher
must know the original name—or names!
The movement of Jews from place to place and country to
country did not end in the Middle Ages. In addition to moves for economic
reasons, the Nazi Holocaust of the 20th century and persecutions in
Romania, as well as in Russia under both the Tsar and the Soviets, led to
immense disruptions of families. When I was younger, I was told that our family
did not lose anyone in the Holocaust—that everyone got out. That was no more
true for my families than it is for those of almost every American Jew today.
Although I lost no aunts, uncles, grandparents or first cousins, my paternal
Grandfather’s oldest sister and a number of his first cousins never left
Russia—and although some of their descendants now live in Israel, the United
States and Canada, some died during the war period and others still live in
Belarus, Lithuania and Russia. In my maternal family, I have yet to find out
what happened to my Mother’s aunts, uncles and cousins who never left Latvia,
Lithuania and Poland.
Jewish genealogists work on collateral lines more than do our
non-Jewish colleagues—and now you know why.
The ‘Old Country’ may be several old countries—in just one
family. From Poland to Russia to Hungary or Romania, to England/France/ Belgium,
to Argentina or South Africa, to Canada and the United States. (I have relatives
today in over 15 different countries; the newsletter I publish for my paternal
grandfather’s family is mailed to eleven.) We have to learn about border
changes—and there were many in the past 300 years. Just think of all the county
changes in the United States and multiply it! A Jewish Grandfather may have been
born in Austria (Lemberg), married in Poland (Lvov) and died in Ukraine (Lviv)—but
he lived in the same house his entire life and never left the town of his birth!
But that is rare—most moved several times in their lifetime which makes the
search for records a challenging one. I had been told that my maternal
grandmother was born in Libau (Liepaja), Latvia, and that is what Grandpa’s U.S.
naturalization papers say. After almost six months of searching the Latvian
records, a professional researcher found an 1890 city census which showed the
family had moved there from a town in Lithuania in 1882 when my grandmother was
about 3 years old. Lithuanian archives had records on my great grandfather’s
family which got me back to about 1780! So much for Latvia!
And last, but by no means least, try to find the records when
the first names as well as the last change from record to record. My Grandfather
was born Eli (pronounced Ellie or Elye) Hershel Minovitch. When he came to the
U.S. his passenger list shows Hershel Freeman. Here he became Harry Friedman.
His Hebrew name in the synagogue and on his tombstone was Eliahu Tsvi ben Arye.
His father Arye was known outside the synagogue as Leib (Yiddish translation of
Arye) so Russian documentation may show my grandfather as Gershel Leibov or
Elia-Gersh Leibov or Elia Leibov – all ending with the surname Minovitch,
spelled in various ways in various documents. (Note: There is no ‘h’ in
Cyrillic, so a ‘g’ is substituted. Friedman was my paternal great grandmother’s
maiden name, taken by my great uncle and then by his two younger brothers when
they immigrated to the United States.) Tombstones are considered a treasure by
Jewish genealogists because the Hebrew inscriptions almost always provide the
father’s first name, and for immigrants they sometimes even give the place of
birth and other personal information. But American Jewish researchers need to
know that sometimes that name is not Hebrew, but Yiddish—the daily name and not
the religious one. My father and a brother are buried near their father and
their tombstones show their father’s Hebrew name, the same as shown on his
tombstone. A few graves away lies a sister, and her father’s name on her
tombstone is his Yiddish one. That combined with her married name may cause a
future researcher to ‘lose’ her information when checking this cemetery.
I grew up loving puzzles: jigsaws, then crosswords and
others. But genealogy is the best one of all, because it is mine. It is my
heritage, my history and my identity. I love it!