Glimpses of New York – Seeing Grandma at Ellis Island

Grandma 1915The Statue of Liberty ferry trip included a stop at Ellis Island. I was excited to see it because my grandmother, my mother’s mother, came through that processing center in 1920.

She was born Anna Müller in 1899 in the Bohemia region of the Austro-Hungarian Empire. In 1918 after the Great War, the region became part of Czechoslovakia. Her older sister had immigrated to the United States before her, and settled in the heavily populated Czech city of Cicero near Chicago.

Grandma and grandpa wedding photoWhen Grandma arrived in the US in 1920, she lived in Cicero with her sister, and took a job with the telephone company.

She sometimes traveled to Manitowoc County in Wisconsin, which we had always been told, had the largest settlement of Czech people north of Cicero. There she met my grandfather, Steve Graycarek, a first generation Czech who was a carpenter. Soon he built a house for her on Clairmont Street in Manitowoc, and they married in 1927. They had two children, my uncle and my mom, Martha Ann, both of them born while Grandma was in her 30s.

grandma grandpa in their house

The Grandma of my youth was a tiny spunky lady, not afraid of scolding her towering husband and son, nor my dad. She rarely ate much, saying her stomach was upset, though she was a good cook. Sunday dinner was a big production: pork and dumplings with gravy and sauerkraut, hasenpfeffer (an unlucky rabbit captured by Grandpa) with dumplings and sauerkraut, beef roast with dill gravy and dumplings, maybe the occasional roasted chicken with gravy and brambories (potatoes) or dumplings. Perhaps you see a pattern.

Nancy's canned goodsI say dumplings, but the Czech version is one giant steamed dumpling that is sliced like bread. Warning: it will expand in your stomach, so eat only one. Czech vegetables were typically sauerkraut, pickles, and pickled beets, all home canned. Grandma’s garden produced kohlrabi, tomatoes and other veggies. She could squat in that garden pulling weeks for hours. To this day, kohlrabi is my favorite raw vegetable.

We were raised culturally Czech, though we didn’t know it – many neighbors lived a similar life, and it was close enough to the German of my father’s side of the family and the Polish neighbors that we didn’t see too many differences except perhaps the amount of sugar or spices used in the pickles and beets.

Grandma in her 20'sGrandma didn’t talk about her old life back in Europe, ever. And I didn’t think to ask. Only once did she explain that her bad stomach was a result of chronically not having enough food to eat during the Great War, and being sick much of the time on her steamer trip to the US. If you’ve seen the movie, Brooklyn, you probably have a sense of what that cross-Atlantic trip was like.

people on ship looking at Statue of LibertyNow, here I was on Ellis Island, and Grandma’s passage into the US was staring me in the face. The exhibits and audio tour brought the whole experience to life for me.

She came by steamship, as did the majority of immigrants in those days. After passing the Statue of Liberty in New York Harbor and finally seeing that beacon of hope for themselves, passengers came to Ellis Island for processing.

IMG_2602But not all. The exhibits explained that first and second class passengers were interviewed on the ship and could move directly into the city upon arrival, assuming they had no conditions that would send them back home.

arrivals

It was only the third class and steerage passengers that went through the gauntlet represented by Ellis Island. Starting in 1892, 12 million people passed through these doors, 5000 per day during the peak years up through 1924.

Baggage Room

The French-Renaissance building is beautiful. It’s likely that only palaces back home were so grand, but certainly not any of the public buildings that most of these people would have ever seen. The ground floor was for baggage. People were told they could leave their baggage there, while they went through the rest of the process upstairs. Many refused to part with their meager belongings, and dragged them along.

IMG_2613As they went up the stairs to the second floor, doctors were already evaluating them for disabilities, slowness, coughing, difficulty breathing, or any other sign of illness. When they reached the second floor with its grand floors, tiled vaulted ceiling, and chandeliers, they heard a cacophony of languages and voices bouncing and echoing off the great spaces. The sheer size, grandness and confusion must have stunned them.

Photo from National Park Service Brochure on Ellis Island

Photo from National Park Service Brochure on Ellis Island

There in the Registry Room, they waited on benches until their name was called to a tall table at the far end of the room, where they were asked a series of questions – up to 31 in all. The questions were designed to get at medical and legal issues that would disallow a person to enter the US.

eye examDoctors might put a chalk letter on their coats, signifying that they required a more in-depth physical exam and other questions might trigger a legal inquiry. About 20% of the immigrants required a more in-depth examination or questioning.

Everyone was checked for trachoma, a very contagious disease that could cause blindness, by pulling the upper lid back with a buttonhook, and looking for inflammation. This contagious eye disease was found in Southern Europe but not in the US. Anyone having it was turned back.

Most people actually made it into the US during these years. Only 1-2% of all those attempting to enter were turned back because of disease, criminal record, mental deficiency or intent to defraud.

IMG_2657The IQ tests used to determine mental illness, and the medical instruments used to check the people are all here. Displays are set up in the very rooms where people were examined.

answering questions at the tall tablesA series of questions decided their legal right to settle here. Most passed, but those requiring further review went before to a Board of Special Inquiry. You can see a hearing room where these cases were presented.

hearing roomIn these rooms, three officials settled the fate of those who the government thought might be a contract laborer, or become a public charge, or have an intent to defraud. Three hearing rooms each heard 50 – 100 cases every day for about 10% of the people arriving at Ellis Island. Relatives already living here were allowed to testify on their behalf. The government sent 15 – 20% of that 10% back to their homelands based on legal issues.

wheelchairIf a person was found to have measles or some other communicable disease that would eventually pass, they were sent to a hospital on the island. There they waited it out, while their family was free to go or waited for days in the Registry Room.

feeding the people who had to wait at Ellis IslandOf course someone had to feed all these people waiting to be medically and legally reviewed. A large dining hall fed people three times each day with simple but wholesome food such as baked beans, stewed pruned and boiled beef. The government required the steamship companies to pay the private restaurant concession that fed the detained people they had transported here.

IMG_2623Once approved to pass into the US,you could change your money into US currency and buy some food. Then you walked down a long corridor where you might see your relatives waiting at the end of the hall. Women and children were usually turned over to their husbands who might have come years before; they waited back home while he earned the money to bring the rest of the family to the US. In an attempt to protect women, the government didn’t like to release them on their own. I wonder how Grandma made it to Cicero. Did her sister and husband have to travel all the way from the Midwest to meet her in New York?

confirmation - me with grandma and grandpaIt was easy to put myself into Grandma’s shoes. How terrified she must have been.

Up until this moment, I took my life here in the US for granted. Was it not for one spunky little lady willing to take the arduous trip to America by herself, I would not be here. She and I were very close, and yet I never thought this deeply about her passage to the US before.

IMG_2683I make a point of Living Life Full Out, and getting out of my comfort zone, but I’ve got nothing on her. Thank you, Grandma.

 

I extend a huge thank you to my sister, who dug up the historic pictures of my grandparents. I promise to bring her here to see Ellis Island some year, where we can remember them together.

 

If you’d like to read more about this trip to New York, see:

Glimpses of New York – Chinatown,

Glimpses of New York – Washington Square Park in Greenwich Village,

Glimpses of New York – Bucket List and Flamenco, and

Glimpses of New York – Thinking like a marble on Staten Island.

 

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About Diane Scheurell

I'm a writer and author. Check out my book, Manifesting Paradise on Amazon, and my blog, ManifestingParadise.com. I talk about Hawaii and the transformation tools I used to achieve my dreams.
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17 Responses to Glimpses of New York – Seeing Grandma at Ellis Island

  1. Malia True says:

    What a beautiful tribute to your brave grandmother.

  2. Wow…I WONDERED how you pulled all those photos out of your iPhone….you are amazing!

    On Wed, Mar 16, 2016 at 12:13 PM, Manifesting Paradise wrote:

    > Diane Scheurell posted: “The Statue of Liberty ferry trip included a stop > at Ellis Island. I was excited to see it because my grandmother, my > mother’s mother, came through that processing center in 1920. She was born > Anna Müller in 1899 in the Bohemia region of the Austro-Hung” >

    • Dear Alvita (Julia), I broke down this trip and brought my computer. It’s so much easier than writing on my iPhone. Thank you for leaving a comment. I appreciate hearing from you. Please send some aloha warm wishes – the rest of this trip is not as warm. Diane

  3. Kathy says:

    I think I loved this blog more than any of your others….it brought many memories for me too having had great-grandparents from Germany, Poland & Bohemia. The sweet-sour everything, the dumplings, bakery, canned fruits & vegs, and on and on! I barely remember your grandma living upstairs from your parents….she was a very sweet, little lady! Thanks for the trip down memory lane, Diane.

    • Dear Kathy,
      Yes, I had everyone’s dream bedroom because I lived in the upper flat with Grandma from 15 years old on. No matter when I woke up, she had breakfast waiting for me when I walked outside my bedroom door. But when I was little, we lived in the flat upstairs from her in the house that Grandpa built her. We didn’t move away to the south side until I was 7. Through this close contact with her, I learned many Czech words – mostly food. 😉

  4. L'il Sis says:

    I am humbled. Thank you my much loved sister.

  5. L'il Sis says:

    That’s a deal, sooner rather than later!

  6. I too remember the “Large” Czech dumplings. I think I was never able to eat more than just 1/4 of one. Your memories awoke a good deal of things from my childhood as my grandparents came thru Ellis Island too. I too remember the great smells of food and having my Gramma living with us and some of the stories she would tell. Thanks for the look back.

    • Thank you Louise. Sometimes I think our parents were “Old World” too. I loved that your Mom taught me to quilt on her quilting frame. It’s a skill and equipment that is not common these days.

  7. L'il Sis says:

    Sometime 2017

  8. Nancy says:

    Another blog I like to re-visit. Good stuff!

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