A Re-Recollection For VE Day and Mother's Day

The World War Two vet who I want to highlight in particular is my Great-Granduncle Bernard Stanley "Bernie" Czarnecki (of blessed memory). There were other family members whom served, though none of them endured what Great-Granduncle Bernie did. Being the youngest brother of my father's paternal grandfather, he was not yet even 21 when he first signed up to serve in the U.S. Army—he was born on March 15, 1917 and signed up on February 17, 1941—and all this after his parents and my great-grandfather came to the U.S. to escape the pogroms and live as Crypto Jews to avoid further Anti Semitism!  He honestly had no obligation to go to the continent from which his parents and brother Tony escaped. There he went, though; and he was discharged from the Army on December 12, 1945 due to shrapnel in his head and a botched operation that he underwent to remove it. The botched operation left his brain damaged, him permanently childlike, etc.; and he died at the age of 43 in the Lebanon, PA Veterans' Affairs' Home due to Schizophrenia and a Coronary Occlusion. Great-Granduncle Bernie never even got a Purple Heart, either.

The mother who I want to highlight is Great-Grandaunt Alexandria Alice Czarnecki Dombroski—the one who set up Great-Granduncle Bernie's Social Security account and got swindled by "Jankie" and "Susi" when Great-Granduncle Bernie died. As I have mentioned before, "Jankie" and "Susi" (real mensches! >:-/) took advantage of their childlike brother by affecting him to sign off his Social Security benefits to them for when he died; and they thus swindled Great-Grandaunt Alice in the process. 

Great-Grandaunt Alice already took care of Great-Great-Grandma when she was dying, headed up the house after Great-Great-Grandma died, and took on the role of a widowed mother when she could have (quite honestly) sent her son to live with relatives after her husband died. She did not have to help her brother—and she did, anyway.

"It's a shame what they[, Jankie and Susi,] did to Bernie," as Granduncle Tony overheard at the funeral home. It's also a shame what Jankie and Susi did to Great-Grandaunt Alice, and that few to none recognize Great-Granduncle Bernie and Great-Grandaunt Alice to this day. 

If Anyone Knows Anything About These Family Members Buried At New Cathedral Cemetery...

Please let me know. Thanks.

I'm Basically Getting "Peh"ed and "Meh"ed With This Discouragment In Family Research....

I mean, nothing-- nothing-- on direct relatives and other relatives who I'm specifically looking for information on... and I have hints on other relatives and relatives of relatives (and relatives of relatives of relatives...) who I'll worry about later. I couldn't even get DNA tests-- and they were going to be gifts for the benefit of the whole family.

I'm not trying to get caught up in genealogy; I just want to establish what I can: e.g., find out if I'm a kohenet or Levit (and Kevin luckily didn't need DNA to find out that he's a Levi, by the way; but what we don't know if he's also a Levi on the Fosko and Hanzok sides-- meaning guess who also would be m'bnei Levi)? Also, who is the real "John McCoy" (the Spaniard that he was, not the Irishized "McCoy" that he became when he fled Spain and married MaryAnn Elizabeth McCoy); and was he a Sephardic Jew?

(Hey; none of his daughters were named "Mary" or "Maria"-- they were Rosalita "Rose" or "Rosa", Lavinia Teresa(?), Lucy, and Jane--, and his granddaughters were Anne, Alice Marie (Notice that Grandma was MaryAnn.), Loretta Rose, Sara Catherine, Helen Lavinia, and Agnes Genevieve "Sister Mary Rosalita" (which she took upon herself).).

Does any family member want to step forward, do the right thing, and help me figure out some of the (so to speak) roadblocks? 

I Need To Find the Man For Me Before I Go Insane....

To put the situation generously, I have an immature sister and a mom who can't accept her part in everything-- after all, she's the one who would send us to visit an abusive Dad by court order, instead of defying the court order for the moral good. Now that she's dealing with quite a bit of the fallout of at least 10 years (1996-2006; and it's been only five years, a month, and a few weeks since we stopped seeing Dad), she continues to say, "I would've been in contempt of court." You can't accept accountability; can you, Mom?

As for my sister, the only reason that I'm not blogging about her is because she threatened to tell Mom if I did (Real mature!). As I said, I need to find the man for me before I go insane to:

1. Get away from Mom and my sister.
2. Have someone provide for me. 
3. Have independence within the context of how much I can be independent, and independent within the context of a stable marriage and household.
4. Not have to commit suicide.
5. Not have to deal with any part of Mom's part of her own fallout of her lifestyle choices. She, not my sister and I, made the choices that got her to having an abusive husband-turned-ex husband and being a divorced-single mom to my sister and me.

The list goes on. Pray that G-d sends the man for me soon.

With Miracles Come Curses, Which I Should've Remembered

So I probably (unless by a miracle) failed the Math exam, and I got flack about doing the dishes today. Excuse me; but Michelle was home all day, so she could've easily done the dishes. Besides, when she was texting friends, she could've done the dishes; and all while waiting for a callback from someone. I've waited for things while doing the dishes, cleaning things, etc.. And so what if she already did a first load? She could've done a second one-- and she'd apply that standard to me if I was home all day. Besides, she has an easier time putting the dishes away.

She gets everything (or almost everything)-- the social life, the friends, the not having Cerebral Palsy, etc.. And what do I get? Nada. Lo d'var. She has people reaching out to her left and right, and I don't-- in fact, at least sometimes, I have people deliberately shunning me-- because of my Cerebral Palsy.

As if to prove my point, one of her friends just called her now and she's talking to him or her. I don't have friends call me daily like that-- and yet, my Facebook friends see my numbers on my profile. I hardly even get a text. By the way, she's whining because I'm posting "our private life" on my blog.

Grow up, Michelle; and "[w]henever you feel like criticizing anybody, just remember that [I of] all of the people in this world haven't had the privileges that you've had." And count your blessings.

I Could But Won't Be Submitting My Sister to Masada2000's Infamous List (For Right Now)...

I ran into some errors on my computer, which I took as a sign. Meanwhile, I don't see how a Jew with relatives in Tel Aviv who were already betrayed by her kapo great-grandmother (Mary Rusnak Gaydos, whose name I absolutely submitted to Masada2000.org) is okay with betraying her relatives again. Voting for Rep. Ron Paul (R-TX) is an ultimate betrayal of Israel.

What Congressional approval does Ron Paul need to help Israel fight Iran? Isn't blessing Israel more important than listening to Congress? George W. Bush thought so when he declared war against Kabul (Afghanistan and Pakistan, cf. 1 Kings 9:13). George W. Bush blessed the memory of Dana Falkenberg and blessed Dana Falkenberg's people and country when he had Israel's greatest and then-freshly-wounded ally invade Kabul.

Why would Ron Paul ever listen to one Self-Hating Mossad agent and withdraw support from Israel? By the way, Ron Paul could never get away with saying that on FOX News-- Self-Hating Wolf Blitzer let him get away with saying that (as my sister told me. I don't watch or support Anti Semitic, though I'll glance at it from time to time at school since it's on the cafeteria TVs, anyway; and all I see on CNN is Far Leftism and Anti Semitism).

Ron Paul had better not be a Self-Hating Jew-- or Jewish for that matter, anyway-- because he will be particularly cursed if he is:

¹ Now the LORD had said to Abram:

“Get out [Lekh Lekha] of your country,
From your family
And from your father’s house,
To a land that I will show you.
² I will make you a great nation;
I will bless you
And make your name great;
And you shall be a blessing.
³ I will bless those who bless you,
And I will curse him who curses you;
And in you all the families of the earth shall be blessed.”

Once Jewish, Always Jewish-- And Usually Dreked On For Whatever Reason

I already blogged about Natalie Wood nee Zakharenko Gurdin. I've also blogged about my family several times, and beyond consistently about Pfc. Bernard S. "Bernie" Czarnecki nee Chernetski or Czarniecki (since the 1920 Census gives "Chernetski", and the naturalization records for his parents and brother Tony gives "Czarniecki"). When you're like Great-Granduncle Bernie, you get dreked on-- crapped on, s___ted on. You get dreked on worse than Pfc. Leonard Kravitz:

"[Lenny Kravitz was n]amed after his uncle, Pfc. Leonard Kravitz, who was killed in action in Korea on 7 March 1951 while suppressing a Chinese attack and saving most of his platoon; he was posthumously awarded the Distinguished Service Cross. Lenny has joined the fight to get his uncle the Medal of Honor. Supporters believe the Medal of Honor was denied to Pfc. Kravitz because he was Jewish."

Great-Granduncle Bernie joined the Army earlier than or on December 12, 1940. Born Anusi, he remained a Jewish Catholic and served with the 111th Infantry Division's Medical Core. Shot in the head with shrapnel and operated on to get the shrapnel removed, he came through the operation unsuccesfully and was buried at Holy Family Cemetery in an unceremonious way after he was removed from the Lebanon, PA Veterans' Affairs Hospital and Homes. He took 18 years to be fully KIA, breathing his last breath on July 16, 1963.

Nobody carries his name-- none of my side or his other grand- and great-grand-nephews and -nieces have his name. Nobody remembers him-- his drekish nephew Jack and others even refused to acknowledge that he existed for the longest of time. Nobody visits his grave, which lies untouched at Holy Family Cemetery. Nobody tries to go after the estates of those who defrauded him and his beloved sister Alice Dombroski-- his two brothers, John and Joe, who got his mentally-changed self to sign off his own and Alice's survivor's Social Security benefits to them before he died.

At least Pfc. Leonard Albert Kravitz has family fighting for him. Pfc. Bernard S. "Bernie" Czarnecki (WW2, 111th Infantry Division Medical Core, KIA) doesn't even have his name and memory carried on.

My Sister Actually Made This Jewelery With A Nice Jewelery Maker's Kit (Not a Paid Advertisement)...

In fact, she was kidding about me actually promoting...

This ring

These earrings

And this necklace

Though she appreciates that I did promote her jewelery making.