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Meeting the Neighbors
P A G E 3
“Once we were snowed in for ten days by a blizzard. After a few days we ran out of bread, and my mother sent me over to the Olsons 
on skis to see if any flour was available. Mrs. Olson had me come in to thaw out, and after I was seated comfortably, she said, ‘We are out of flour too, but here are some potatoes. Tell your mother to make potato pancakes.’”
Morris Freedland, manuscript, 1989. The Freedland family had a dairy farm near Osseo, MN, from 1913 through World War I. It was close enough to Minneapolis for Morris’s father to sell his sour cream and cottage cheese on the North Side twice a week, weather permitting. Courtesy of the Jewish Historical Society of the Upper Midwest.
“My mother having suffered through a three day pogrom was anxious to come here... I remember vaguely incidents having to do with gentiles and how hard it was for our parents to accept a kindness from them, because it was so unusual to them. My mother once got her hand caught in a pump and a goy helped her out, and she never got over it. They learned to make cheeses, how to winterize vegetables, store eggs, and so forth from them, but were always afraid a little.”
Rose Rapaport Schwartz, manuscript, about 1976. The Rapaport family farmed from about 1905 to 1915 in the Ashley-Wishek area of North Dakota, where many German-Russians, as well as Jews, lived. Courtesy of the Jewish Historical Society of the Upper Midwest.
top photo: Rachel Freedland and calf on the family farm near Osseo, MN, about 1915. Courtesy of the Jewish Historical Society of the Upper Midwest.
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