זכור

Zachor

Remember

I did not find the world desolate when I entered it. As my ancestors planted for me before I was born, so do I plant for those who will come after me. - The Talmud

"And to them I will give in my house and within my walls a memorial and a name (Yad Vashem), an everlasting name that shall not be cut off.  (Isaiah 56:5)

Introduction

I am a first generation American with roots back to Hungary, specifically Transylvania.  The cities of Tasnad, Nadvarad, and Margita.  Because of the Holocaust I have been deprived from knowing my relatives.  I know that the Jonas family from that area was very large, religious and related. 

I started on this endeavor to learn as much about them and the Holocaust as possible.  As the Talmud says, "In order to know where you are going, you first have to know from where it is you have come from.

When we have passed a certain age, the soul of the child we were and the souls of the dead from whom we have sprung come to lavish on us their riches and their spells...

-Marcel Proust

Therefore I dedicate this website to their memory and all of the other Jews who perished at the hands of Hitler's terror.

A Family
is made of love and tears,
laughter and years.
It grows stronger
with the passing of time,
more precious
with the making of memories.
Sometimes a family is made of ones
you don't like for awhile...
but you love for a lifetime.
It's a gift whose value is found
not in number but in it's capacity to love.
It's the place you find
someone to encourage you.
believe in you.
Celebrate with you and comfort you.
A family is where your heart
feels most at home because you're
always wanted, always welcomed,
always needed,
always loved.

“The Jew is the emblem of eternity.  He whom neither slaughter nor torture of thousands of years could destroy…He who was the first to produce the oracles of G-d, he who has been for so long the guardian of prophecy, and transmitted it to the rest of the world – such a nation cannot be destroyed.  The Jew is everlasting as eternity itself”.      Leo Tolstoy