There will be honeymoon photos soon from the camera that Helen's father John sent them in Buffalo.
Stay tuned.
Saturday, June 24, 2017
June 24, 1917 - Dinner Menu from the Grand Union Hotel
Sometime I wonder about the objects that were saved by family members. Here is a menu from Helen and Joe's honeymoon from the Grand Union Hotel in Saratoga Springs, NY. It was the second stop on their trip after Buffalo. The history of the hotel can be.found by accessing the link above. Sadly the hotel was demolished in 1950.
Nice memory of a time gone by.
There will be honeymoon photos soon from the camera that Helen's father John sent them in Buffalo.
Stay tuned.
There will be honeymoon photos soon from the camera that Helen's father John sent them in Buffalo.
Stay tuned.
Thursday, June 22, 2017
June 22, 1917 - Postcards from their honeymoon.
It did not take long for Helen and Joe to send a note to her father and her sister Florrie, Short and sweet from the Hotel Statler in Buffalo. It seems the mail was better 100 years ago than it is today!
Thurs eve.
Dearest Father,
We received the coat and camera this evening - thanks.
I look so well you'd be
tickled to see me. Joe
certainly is taking good
care of his wife.
Love from Helen & Joe
Dear Florrie,
Having the most
wonderful time
of our young lives.
The weather, hotel and everything just perfect.
Lots of love,
Helen & Joe
The next post will be June 24
Thurs eve.
Dearest Father,
We received the coat and camera this evening - thanks.
I look so well you'd be
tickled to see me. Joe
certainly is taking good
care of his wife.
Love from Helen & Joe
Having the most
wonderful time
of our young lives.
The weather, hotel and everything just perfect.
Lots of love,
Helen & Joe
The next post will be June 24
Monday, June 19, 2017
June 19, 1917 - WEDDING BELLS RING IN NEW YORK!
Well here we are at the big day for Joe and Helen. Below are some of the memories of that special day. Surprisingly, no official photographs were taken. I wear this ring with great pride! Originally it was engraved with flowers on the outside of the band but there is no sign of them. Time has worn them off.
A wedding of wide interest was celebrated in New York at high noon today when Miss Helen Rosenstein, daughter of Mr.
and Mrs. John H. Rosenstein, became the bride
of Joseph G. Shapiro, of the firm, Shapiro & Shapiro, attorneys of this
city. Rabbi Stephen S. Wise officiated at the ceremony which took place at the
home of the bride's parents, No. 545 West 111th street, with the attendance
limited to the immediate families and a few intimate friends. Ysaye, the famous
violinist was among the guests.
Date engraved in Helen's ring
J.G.S. to H.R.
Helen's datebook for the week of the wedding.
JOSEPH
SHAPIRO
TAKES
BRIDE IN
NEW
YORK TODAY
Rabbi
Stephen S. Wise Officiates at Ceremony of Widest Interest
Charles H. Shapiro of this city, was his brother's best man, while Miss
Florence Rosenstein was her sister's maid of honor. After a reception, Mr.
Shapiro and his bride left for an extended bridal trip through the White Mountains
to Canada. Upon their return to this city they will make their home temporarily
at the Stratfield, until the new home is completed in Shelton where Mr. Shapiro
is the prosecuting attorney. He has practiced law in this
city many years, having graduated with honors at Yale. He assisted Homer S. Cummings
and the late Stiles Judson in a number of well-known cases, and has represented
the Bridgeport Credit Men’s association in legislature. Mr. Shapiro is a
member of the Yale club of New York and a member of the Masons, Elks in this
city where he has a wide circle of friends.
Mr. Shapiro's bride is a graduate of Barnard college,
and president of the French club of New York.
Pictures and postcards from the honeymoon to follow.
Sunday, June 11, 2017
June 11, 1917 - "What is so rare as a day in June?"
Well this is the last letter that I have from Joe to Helen before the big day. Photos and other paraphernalia to follow. I have just come across the original copper plates from their wedding invitation. See below. It is a bit hard to read so I have included the information on the plate under the photographs.
June 11,1917.
My dear:
I have received a letter from Cook’s giving a tentative itinerary for the trip, covering hotels and travel for two weeks. It is simply splendid, and I am keeping it to check it up with Charles, after which I'll send it to you for your approval, though it has already met that, because it carries out all of your ideas to the letter-perhaps the function of the sign-as Ruskin said.
I am about to go to Hartford, and hope to be able to get back at a reasonable hour, to get a little sleep, and then to New Haven in the morning to start a case to the Jury, which I am to defend, in which the defendant is sued for about ten thousand dollars. That will perhaps take the day, and if Wednesday is clear, then I'll get to New York that day; otherwise I'll male it Thursday; but will let you know in the meantime.
I have had a feeling all day to sneak down to the depot and start for New York, but discretion is the better part of and thought this about where I should be today.
Then again, I have felt all along like picking up the receiver and putting in a call for New York Morningside something or other.
Well, girlie, the train will start pretty soon, and it is wiser that I get going towards the depot, without much delay.
I think that this is letter number two to-day, and if the opportunity appears again, maybe number three will appear; but I doubt it.
I hope that-you-are feeling well, and enjoying this miserable June weather; which reminds me very much of the poet’s question "What is so rare as a day in June?"
Notice the machine got excited and skipped a space.
Oh yes, I tried a case this afternoon, and received a decision right off the bat in favor of my client. My what a choppy letter, nest ce pas?
Your
Joe
Stay tuned for miscellaneous posts. This is the end of the formal letters that Joe wrote Helen before they got married.
Mr and Mrs John H Rosenstein
announce the marriage of their daughter
Helen
to
on Tuesday, the nineteenth of June
One thousand, nine hundred and seventeen
at Five forty-five West One Hundred Eleventh Street
in the City of New York
My dear:
I have received a letter from Cook’s giving a tentative itinerary for the trip, covering hotels and travel for two weeks. It is simply splendid, and I am keeping it to check it up with Charles, after which I'll send it to you for your approval, though it has already met that, because it carries out all of your ideas to the letter-perhaps the function of the sign-as Ruskin said.
I am about to go to Hartford, and hope to be able to get back at a reasonable hour, to get a little sleep, and then to New Haven in the morning to start a case to the Jury, which I am to defend, in which the defendant is sued for about ten thousand dollars. That will perhaps take the day, and if Wednesday is clear, then I'll get to New York that day; otherwise I'll male it Thursday; but will let you know in the meantime.
I have had a feeling all day to sneak down to the depot and start for New York, but discretion is the better part of and thought this about where I should be today.
Then again, I have felt all along like picking up the receiver and putting in a call for New York Morningside something or other.
Well, girlie, the train will start pretty soon, and it is wiser that I get going towards the depot, without much delay.
I think that this is letter number two to-day, and if the opportunity appears again, maybe number three will appear; but I doubt it.
I hope that-you-are feeling well, and enjoying this miserable June weather; which reminds me very much of the poet’s question "What is so rare as a day in June?"
Notice the machine got excited and skipped a space.
Oh yes, I tried a case this afternoon, and received a decision right off the bat in favor of my client. My what a choppy letter, nest ce pas?
Your
Joe
Stay tuned for miscellaneous posts. This is the end of the formal letters that Joe wrote Helen before they got married.
Monday, June 5, 2017
June 5, 1917 - My idea now is to get you an engraved platinum ring.
Well this is the month that Joe and Helen get married. Short on letters but there will be some photographs and telegrams of congratulations. Below is an ad for Hotpoint from 1917. As you will read in the letter that is the kind of electric coffee percolator they received as a gift from one of Joe's clients. There is also what may have been a similar percolator.
Monday
My dear,
We are in the depot in Hartford and it is just about 10:30 leaving for Bridgeport.
Oh, dearie, but I have lots of news.
The train will start in a minute and will jar, jostle and interfere with my writing. First, I was re-appointed City Attorney for the third time by Judge Dillon. He told me, in open court, some very flattering reasons for the reappointment. I'll tell you all about it later.
I had a terrible trip last night, got there at 8 sharp, then had to wait till 9:30, wow! But we had a big crowd, I got under a sympathetic spell, and cut out all my funny stuff, and will you believe it, I actually had some men in tears? I found the audience composed of middle aged and older men and women, and shifted from Biblical talk to personal topics. Speaking for Charles, naturally, I talked of the early childhood and manhood, tracing some pretty sad epochs, and ere I knew it, was all wound up. It went so well, that I'll probably speak to the same thing, if I remember it, in a half a dozen towns.
Another thing! This morning I was called over to the Hawley Hardware Co. one of my real good and old clients, who have a very large hardware business in the State and briefly addressed by the Treasurer, was given the most exquisite coffee percolator I ever saw. It is a copper affair, Hotpoint make, of a special design, with broad ebony handles and brass faucet. It has capacity for 9 large cups, naturally it is connected to electricity. I was dumbfounded. I had a choice of a nickel one, but took this. It's a peach. It has a brown silk cord wire to match a "mission" room. What think you? That mark of appreciation means more to me than a good deal, for while I knew how highly they regarded me, I never realized that a corporation had a heart as well as soul to show gratitude in this way.
My dear, I haven't heard a thing about the house, but feel pretty good tonight, because, as you know, the old motto, no news is good news.
But I'll know tomorrow morning, when I start to register.
This train is jarring me too much to let me continue. We've just passed Berlin. How I wish the allies had gotten that far, across the sea.
My idea now is to get you an engraved platinum ring, and a diamond bracelet. Make up your mind on about what shape watch you want, and you'll have it.
Also, our home, when we get it, will be your home. That's another little thing in store for you, I'll tell you all about it, also, when I see you.
I'm going to make you the happiest girl alive. That is a noble effort and with your help, will succeed.
Meanwhile dear, I'll keep waiting anxiously for the 19th. I must get to New York and hope to do so Wednesday morning. More tomorrow.
With love & kisses,
I am Your
Joe
The next letter is June 11
Monday
My dear,
We are in the depot in Hartford and it is just about 10:30 leaving for Bridgeport.
Oh, dearie, but I have lots of news.
The train will start in a minute and will jar, jostle and interfere with my writing. First, I was re-appointed City Attorney for the third time by Judge Dillon. He told me, in open court, some very flattering reasons for the reappointment. I'll tell you all about it later.
I had a terrible trip last night, got there at 8 sharp, then had to wait till 9:30, wow! But we had a big crowd, I got under a sympathetic spell, and cut out all my funny stuff, and will you believe it, I actually had some men in tears? I found the audience composed of middle aged and older men and women, and shifted from Biblical talk to personal topics. Speaking for Charles, naturally, I talked of the early childhood and manhood, tracing some pretty sad epochs, and ere I knew it, was all wound up. It went so well, that I'll probably speak to the same thing, if I remember it, in a half a dozen towns.
Another thing! This morning I was called over to the Hawley Hardware Co. one of my real good and old clients, who have a very large hardware business in the State and briefly addressed by the Treasurer, was given the most exquisite coffee percolator I ever saw. It is a copper affair, Hotpoint make, of a special design, with broad ebony handles and brass faucet. It has capacity for 9 large cups, naturally it is connected to electricity. I was dumbfounded. I had a choice of a nickel one, but took this. It's a peach. It has a brown silk cord wire to match a "mission" room. What think you? That mark of appreciation means more to me than a good deal, for while I knew how highly they regarded me, I never realized that a corporation had a heart as well as soul to show gratitude in this way.
My dear, I haven't heard a thing about the house, but feel pretty good tonight, because, as you know, the old motto, no news is good news.
But I'll know tomorrow morning, when I start to register.
This train is jarring me too much to let me continue. We've just passed Berlin. How I wish the allies had gotten that far, across the sea.
My idea now is to get you an engraved platinum ring, and a diamond bracelet. Make up your mind on about what shape watch you want, and you'll have it.
Also, our home, when we get it, will be your home. That's another little thing in store for you, I'll tell you all about it, also, when I see you.
I'm going to make you the happiest girl alive. That is a noble effort and with your help, will succeed.
Meanwhile dear, I'll keep waiting anxiously for the 19th. I must get to New York and hope to do so Wednesday morning. More tomorrow.
With love & kisses,
I am Your
Joe
The next letter is June 11
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