Let’s join Josef as he disembarks from his ship, Friedrich der Grosse on January 11, 1911, and get just a little flavor of our ancestors’ arrivals.
Passengers disembarking from barge at Ellis Island ~1910 From Library of Congress collection |
In many ways, Josef is typical of the immigrants arriving at this time. Like Josef, most of them (68-90%) fall between the ages of 14 - 44. He is 21. About half of the men in this age group are single, like Josef. But his skills aren’t typical: about one fourth of the immigrants, the largest percentage, are “common laborers,” while about 15% are “skilled laborers.” As a master carpenter, Josef belongs to the latter group. That probably bodes well for finding decent work. The others are primarily farm laborers or servants. Only one percent describe themselves as “professionals.”
Eye Inspection at Ellis Island 1913 Library of Congress Prints and Photographs Division |
"Doctor's inspection of suspects for skin diseases, etc." Ellis Island 1902 |
Great Hall - Ellis Island |
It has to be nerve-wracking to wait in these endless lines, to wonder if some small oversight will send you back across the ocean. But all goes well. Josef overcomes the final hurdle and enters the United States of America. I can only imagine the elation and anticipation. (I'd love to hear from any of you, Dear Readers, who has a note, a diary or a memorable story passed down as to what an ancestor's first emotions were upon realizing he/she was actually starting a new life in America.)
Next stop: Cleveland, Ohio, where a “Landsman” (another Siebenbürgen/Transylvanian German, from his home town of Neppendorf) will welcome him into his home, help him get on his feet, and teach him the ropes.
So it was with so many who sought out friends and relatives from the “Old Country” who could ease their way into the “New Country.”
In the near future, I’ll be posting some of the missives that went back and forth between Cleveland and Romania, and how Josef pulled out all the stops to get his Lisi to join him.
But before we get to those letters and postcards, I want to get back to what I promised to write about in my last post: how I got my German mojo back which allowed me to tackle these letters that allow us to peer into the minds of two young immigrants a century ago.
Note, except where noted othewise, the Ellis Island facts and photos included here come from this site: Gjenvik-Gjønvik Archives. The site provides footnotes at the end of its pages.
10 comments:
Hi Linda. Thanks for your comments on my Circlemending blog. I lived awhile over a store on Central in Evanston...a few years before hogeye music opened. Good thing or I'd never have had money to move to CA.
Love your post here. Idea: some emotions may not have been recorded because of some of the horrors and improprieties on the ships. Recording some of those things, which may have overshadowed the joy initially, resulting in a reduction in diary entries or details in letters. Just a thought.
Very nicely put together article, Linda. The photos really say more than words can in this instance. Thanks for sharing!
Thanks, Jasia. I love using photos when I can. We've become a visual-based society.
Jean, Thanks for your thoughts on the lack of recording in his diary. He wrote quite a bit about the rough sea voyage (if you have a chance, go back to the posts between 12/24- first week of January), including how seasick everyone became in the winter storms. But your thoughts are certainly possible as well. I just think he was ready to get on with his new life and the diary became secondary to finding his way in a foreign land. Who knows! I appreciate your thinking on the issue.
My great grandfather, John Peter Bowden Roberts, kept a journal of his emmigration from England to America, and I, too, was disappointed that when he finally arrived at Ellis Island his diary stopped! He wrote nothing about the part I wanted to hear the most. I suppose, like you thought, that he was too busy and excited once he finally arrived to stop and write. It was one of my first blog posts, too! Actually, it was the very second post I ever wrote over a year and a half ago!
You're entry on the health checks at Ellis Island are interesting. I read that families who traveled first class were not subjected to health checks and those who traveled in difficult economic circumstances had a difficult time and split up when a sick family member was rejected and sent back to their country of origin.
I'm really enjoying your blog.
Sandy.
I had read something similar -- about the wealthier families not being subjected to all the health checks. More to come on this very issue.
Not requiring a medical certificate could be because the wealthier passengers would have had a health check prior to departure. Even today, when one applies for permanent residence in the US, one must provide a medical certificate covering contagious deseases. The less than wealthy would have the examinations after landing. This may have been the case.
My mother, who emigrated from Hamburg with her parents in 1926, told the tale of how she was coughing at Ellis Island. Her mother told her "Don't cough they will send us back."
Ellis Island was the final hurdle for many on a harrowing journey. To be turned back there would have to be heartbreaking. Something like that happened to one member of Lisi's family -- coming up in a future post.
Appreciaate your blog post
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