I once had a friend who came to this country from Eastern Europe. Her family settled in Chicago. My friend once told me that she used to sit on the steps of Hull House chatting with Jane Addams. Mildred remembered these visits as life changing. The Digital Public Library of America tells us "...that between the 1880s and 1920s, hundreds of settlement houses were
established in American cities in response to an influx of European
immigrants as well as the urban poverty brought about by
industrialization and exploitative labor practices. Settlement houses
were organizations that provided support services to the urban poor and
European immigrants, often including education, health care, childcare,
and employment resources. Many settlement houses established during this
period are still thriving today." One of those still thriving settlement houses is the Henry Street Settlement on the Lower East Side of New York City founded by a nurse named Lillian Wald. Ms. Wald was born into wealth. One day as she was teaching a home economics class for immigrants on the Lower East Side of Manhattan a girl rushed into the classroom and screamed that her mother was bleeding to death in childbirth and that the doctor had left because the family couldn't afford his fees. Ms. Wald rushed to help. She saved both the mother's and the baby's lives. After that defining moment, Ms. Wald moved to the Lower Side and established the Henry Street Settlement. Even before she established the Henry Street Settlement, Lillian Wald was an advocate for children. She created the first playground in New York City, pioneered special education, introduced the concept of free lunches and nurses in schools and fought against child labor. In the first year after establishing the Henry Street Settlement Ms. Wald hired 90 nurses of whom 10 lived with her on Henry Street. Her effort gave birth to the Visiting Nurse Service of New York. That organization continues to thrive as does the Henry Street Settlement. Today Henry Street serves 50,000 people a year. It runs 18 locations throughout the Lower East Side including four homeless shelters. It provides services from after school programs to job training. I became a social worker in large part because of the stories my friend Mildred told me of sitting on the steps of Hull House chatting with Jane Addams.
I recently had lunch with Rabbi Sally Priesand. Rabbi Priesand was the first woman ever to be ordained by any Jewish seminary. And there I was eating lunch with history. By the time she was sixteen years old this teenager decided that she wanted to become a rabbi. When she was still in high school she applied for admission to Hebrew Union College in Cincinnati. The letter she received from the College did not deter the determined high school student: "We are pleased to learn of your interest in our college. ... Since you
state in your letter that your interests lean specifically to the
rabbinate, we would have to inform you candidly that we do not know what
opportunities exist for women in the active rabbinate, since we have,
as yet, not ordained any women."
Rabbi Priesand is soft spoken. I asked her if she knew as a rabbinic student that she was making history. She replied that she was well aware of her historical role and added that the College set up many interviews for her.
After her ordination she served first as assistant and then as associate rabbi at Stephen Wise Free Synagogue in New York and later at Monmouth Reform Temple in Tinton Falls, New Jersey. She was the senior and only rabbi of MRT from 1981 until her retirement in 2006.
She created the path for all future women rabbis. Without Rabbi Sally Priesand and her determined courage there would be no other woman rabbis.
Rabbi Leslie Bergson and I spent this morning in Newark protesting the inhumane treatment of immigrants in the detention centers. The event was organized by Bend The Arc. Twenty-Four immigrants have died in ICE custody. That is 24 too many deaths.
Part of today's program featured readings from testimonials written by interred children:
"About three days ago I got a fever. They moved me along to a flu cell. There is no one to take care of you there. They just give you pills twice a day. I also am having an allergic reaction all over my skin. My skin is itchy and red and my nose is stuffed up. Two times they gave me a pill for it but not anymore." Written by an 11 year old boy.
"I'm hungry here at Clint (detention center) all the time. I'm so hungry that I have woken p in the middle of the night with hunger. Sometimes I wake up from hunger at 4:00 AM., sometimes at other hours. I'm too scared to ask the officials here for any more food, even though there is not enough food here for me." Written by a 12 year old boy.
"We are in a metal cage with 20 other teenagers with babies and young children. We have one mat we need to share with each other. it is very cold. We each got a mylar blanket, but it is not enough to warm up. There are benches but we cannot sleep here. Sometimes it is so crowded we cannot find a place to sleep, so they allow a few of us to sleep outside the fenced area. The lights are (on) all of the time." Written by a 16 year old girl.
"They took us away from our grandmother and now we are all alone. They have not given us to our mother. We have been here for a long time. I have to take care of my little sister. She is very sad because she misses our mother and grandmother very much. We sleep on a cement bench. There are two mats in the room, but the big kids sleep on the mats so we have to sleep on the cement bench."
Written by an 8 year old boy.
This cannot be just a political issue. This is about how we treat people who have come here to escape the terrors of their homelands.
Back in the day there were a lot of hoops to jump through to
get an LCCN (Library of Congress Cataloguing Number).One of the hoops involved verifying that the
book was not self-published nor were you the author.Also with the old system passwords had to be
changed every 90 days which involved counting the days and marking the
calendar. Now all of that has changed.
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