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Whoever had his assets in cash, lost it entirely. Because of the rise and fall of the various regimes and governments, the ruble no longer had any value. Those that possessed various types of goods or agricultural products such as nuts, dried prunes,etc. believed, in the beginning, that they would at least be able to save some of their resources. Their hopes were also dashed before long.
During the first honeymoon days of the new regime, the Bolshevik victors were busy hunting down deserters of the Denikinst army. Every day they would herd groups of these ex-soldiers, supposedly to interrogate them and these interrogations usually ended up with them being stood up against a wall. The Jews were not frightened by this particular sentencing as the Denikinst army had been Judenrein.
When the civil government began to get organized, their first project was Collectivization, that is to relieve owners of all their private, extra property. True, this was carried out by the lower echelons of the Communist regime - many who were irresponsible, provocateurs, rabid anti-semites and even past pogromists that had weasled their way into the new ruling power and some were even able to climb to the highest levels.
Even worse than they, were the communists who were B'nei Israel - our brothers- who, to prove that they were holier than the pope, acted with exaggerated severity toward any Jew who was suspected of witholding any of his property. The main point: Jews had to endure woes from both sides at the beginning of the Soviet regime, - a time when the gentile population was relatively free from suffereing.
Units of the Red Army would go from house to house confiscating whatever they could lay their hands on, rarely giving a receipt, which in any case, had little worth. After this type of Socialist action, many families were left without blankets and cushions and on top of this, they were accused of hiding valuable items. After this first action, came the second operation - to make lists of the surplus food and provisions and to transfer same to the central warehouses. This time, the evil decree included the gentile peasants as well. In the beginning, when people still had some faith in the new rule, many delivered their goods and received a statement that indicated how much they would be paid according to government prices. Later however, when it became apparant that both the promises and the receipts were worth nothing, the goods started to vanish.
There were frequent raids at the homes of the rich where thorough searches were made for jewellery and other valuables. I, myself was a witness at one of these raids that lasted around the clock. On a Friday night, a group of local agents accompanied by Red Army soldiers surrounded the home of Isaac Rosenfeld - a man of high standing in Dubossar. He had no children and lived modestly. He also was not considered one of the wealthy ones in the community. Suddenly it was rumoured that Rosenfeld was hiding a treasure in his house. A Red Army unit cordoned off the surrounding streets and three local agents entered the home demanding of Rosenfeld and his wife that they should, with good will, hand over all of their hiddend diamonds and jewellery. When Rosenfeld told them that he had neither diamonds nor jewellery, the search began.
They searched furiously. Soon the soldiers came in to help. They actually did the hard work - breaking up the floors, tearing out cupboards, pulling doors off their hinges, breaking down walls and when late at night, they found nothing, they dragged Rosenfeld down to the cellar. They spread him out on the ground and covered him with a pile of stones, threatening that if he did not disclose the whereabouts of the treasure, they would keep him there until he died. Rosenfeld, who by nature was a quiet man, did not answer. His silence infuriated them and they began to torture him. In spite of the fact that these Soldiers of Justice had closed the doors, the cries of Rosenfeld were heard outside.
Immediately the whole town knew what was happening in Rosenfeld's cellar and from every direction people ran to the house. The soldiers tried to chase them away but with no success. When the local agents saw that this could end with many casualties and after all their hunting, no treasures had been found, they finally decided, on Saturday night, to free Rosenfeld and to leave. True, Rosenfeld had a victory but he paid a heavy price. His health quickly deteriorated and after a short period of time, he passed away in terrible agony.
The Rosenfeld case did not deter the new authorities and they continued on with this method, which in some instances, yielded results for them. Co-inciding with these raids which were primarily carried out by the CHEKA ( Soviet secret police), the government demanded contributions of the well to do according to a list of names that they had. Belonging to a group of youth close to government circles, we wre privy to some information that was hidden from the majority of the citizens. In this way, I discovered that my father was on this list and that he would be requested to hand over 15,000 rubles - an impossibility for him to raise on his income. I immediately ran home to advise my father to disappear from town, to flee to Odessa until this black cloud would pass. The next morning, a letter addressed to my father arrived at the house from the Citizens' Executive Committee demanding the payment of 15,000 rubles within 24 hours. The town was in confusion. It was clear that any organized efforts to counter this edict had no chance of succeeding and everyone,therefore, tried to figure out a way to privately bargain with the CHEKA.
At the end of the 24 hour time limit, I appeared instead of my father at the headquarters. Participating in the hearing of this case was a friend of mine who whispered into my ear in Yiddish that he would be forced to arrest me if I did not have the money. I was soon informed that I was under arrest and was taken to the second floor of the big Loffers warehouse. Slowly more people were added, Jewish and gentile, who like me had not provided the money demanded of them.
The first two days passed without incident. I felt easy enough, thanks to the ties I had with some of the soldiers who were guarding us. On the third day, I and one of the soldiers stood in a nearby room looking out of the window into the yard. A soldier that was standing in the yard, picked up his gun for fun and pointed it at us. Suddenly a shot rang out and the soldier who had been standing next to me, fell to the ground, dead.
Such incidents in those days did not cause any great reaction especially if it was the result of an accident and not intentional. Nobody investigated the accident and nobody took an interest in it. I, however, who had been a witness to that tragic event, could not calm myself and in my heart, vowed to bring this matter to the authorities. First of all, however, I had to be freed. I sent a note to my friend who had arrested me, asking that he summon me to one of the CHEKA sessions. I was summoned. At the session, I declared that I have no money but that I would commit myself to provide them with 3 tons of tobacco. They accepted my offer and set me free. At home I described the incident of the soldier's death and my intention to bring it up with the authorities. My family became very frightened and made me swear not to do this:Enough that you were in danger for your life and came out safely! Instead of looking for justice from the Bolsheviks, better that you should recite the 'Goiml' prayer. (for escaping peril).
The next day, all the prisoners were sent out for forced labour: some to clean streets, some to repair damaged houses, some for field work. Each had to work a determined number of days to pay back the amount of contributions they had neglected to hand over. Forced labour was handed out to those that the Bolsheviks considered soft.The physically unfit and the middle aged were not spared from this.
I remember one episode of forced labour that made me especially sad. Chaim Finkelstein, the director of the huge warehouse Loffers was a very fine and upstanding person in Dubossar society. He was a learned man, a Zionist and a philanthropist. He showed respect to each and every person - to all of his workers, Jews and gentiles. One day, as I passed by the Gypsy street, I came upon a group of Jews who were cleaning the street while soldiers tood guard over them. To my great astonishment, I saw Chaim Finkelstein among them. I went up to the oldest of the soldiers and told him who Finkelstein was. His answer was a laconic: He is a bourgeois, a bloodsucker.
I went to my friend in the CHEKA and begged him to do something. He deplored the treatment that Finkelstein was subjected to but he did not want to mix in. In truth, he disliked everything that was happening around him but he believed it was all temporary and that soon the situation would improve. We have to be patient, he would tell me, until this transition period is over. Not long after, he paid dearly for his belief in the new regime.
My friend came from a prestigious family. He was a fervent Communist but not a renegade. One day, he and other party members were invited to a Party purge. The custom at these purges was for each member to relate biographical details of his personal past history up to the time of his membership in the Communist Party and also to describe present activities as a Party member. In addition, the Party members were obliged to answer all questions put to them by the others. At that purge, my friend stumbled when he was asked if he goes to synagogue. In his honesty, he admitted that he attends synagogue two times a year - on Yom Kippur and on the anniversary of his father's death - in order to fulfill his father's will. For that 'sin' he was expelled from the Communist Party.
In the transition period which stretched out over a long period of time, the highest positions in the local government were held by ignorant and coarse individuals who during the Revolution had clawed their way to the top. I remember one such person who was sent to us as the local Military Chief. On a certain day, some unknown person killed a CHEKA agent. The authorities declared the day of his funeral a day of sorrow and prepared a funeral fit for royalty which included a burrial in the City Garden. Among the people delivering eulogies was the aforementioned Military Chief. When it was his turn to speak, there was at first a moment of absolute silence as a sign of honour for the man who had held a very important position. Then the Chief approached the grave and said: Be well, dear friend. Sleep peacefully. It was no easy task to control oneself from bursting out in laughter.
One of the tricks that the officials used in acquiring staples, especially packaged tobacco, was the official 'purchase'. A delegation would arrive from Central Office issuing an order that whoever was in possession of tobacco was obliged to sell it to the government who would pay them with material. Needless to say, whoever possibly could, did his utmost to hide at least a portion of his tobacco. Unfortunately, the raids and searches were very thorough and whoever was caught with hidden tobacco was severely punished. Even the peasants could not avoid the regime's long arm. They bought from the peasants all that they possessed: wine, barley, dried fruit, horses, pigs,etc. They were given promisory notes indicating that they would soon be paid. These expropriations caused great bitterness. The severe punishments did not deter hoarding, however, and the black market flourished. Many paid with their lives for these economic sins and those that were not caught, lived in constant fear.
When even the emergency food and products were emptied out, the Jews, whose main occupations were trade and crafts, were left totally without the means to make a living. The peasants did not plough and did not plant because in any case their produce would fall into the hands of the confiscators. Soon, hunger began to rage among the population. Divine Providence, however, did not forsake Dubossar and help came from an unexpected source. At that time, there would appear in our town, guests from foreign places whose aim it was to reach the Dniester River. Not the river per se, but rather as a means of reaching the other side to Bessarabia which was in Roumania. Soon these foreigners became a source of income for some of the locals. Thanks to them, a new industry was born - stealing across the border. The first to latch on to this opportunity were the men of the underworld, quickly followed by other residents, not excluding high government officials.
The good news that one could cross the Dniester via Dubossar spread as swiftly as on wings and from far-off distances, masses of people streamed into Dubossar as this could no longer be kept secret. On certain days, the police showed up in force, gathered up all the foreign people they found in Dubossar and sent them back to wherever they came from. Those who had jewellery were arrested. Still it was difficult to maintain all the throngs of people who were seeking to rid themselves of the Soviet 'Paradise'. In spite of all the danger and the casualties suffered by those who were caught, the flow of refugees did not abate. Each had only one goal: to cross the Dniester at any price.
In the meantime the Soviet Regime consolidated its power and in town, various institutions were created - economic, military and political. The Central Command sent trusted individuals, faithful Bolsheviks to direct these institutions. A miracle would happen and most of the directors of these high institutions would suddenly disappear. As soon as one of these important people escaped, another would immediately take his place and usually this devoted person would soon follow in the footsteps of his predecessor.
Up until the Revolution, our family owned a large business specializing in milk products. When the terrible events broke out, the business closed down. When the Soviets occupied the town, they registered every past business and among them, ours. They decided to re-open our business and appointed me as foreman. A couple of days later, they sent down two officials ( both Jews) from Odessa - one as director and the other as his assistant. The two spent the next few days wandering around the yard, planning how to expand the enterprise. They planned for so long until they both disappeared as if the river had swallowed them both up. Two others were sent to replace them and they also followed the same pattern.
The CHEKA imposed terrible punishments on anyone who attempted to escape and people were frightened to death of them. Nevertheless the numbers of people who disappeared increased from day to day. The numbers managing to steal over the border reached astronomical proportions. High ranking Communists would often explain that the officials who had disappeared had actually been re-located to other posts but nobody believed them. It was an open secret what was really going on.
At the head of CHEKA in Dubossar, was a young man from Odessa - Kaminsky. He chose an assistant from the local men - Yuvika Gurevitch. Under their leadership, the CHEKA in our town reached new heights of cruelty. When Kaminsky was seen in the street, people imemdiately made themselves scarce in order not to cross paths with him. I , however, as a faithful Soviet labourer was not afraid of him. One evening, he and his assistant showed up in our yard. I invited them into the house and served them tea. All of a sudden a few fellows wearing CHEKA hats, showed up and invited my guests to accompany them. Kaminsky and Gurevitch parted with me in a friendly manner saying that they hoped to meet again soon. A couple of days later, we found out that these faithful Bolsheviks managed to get to Kishinev where they were arrested. Until today, I have no idea what happened to them.
Thanks to our proximity to the Dniester River, we were often privileged to see famous Cantors and entertainers - among them the renowned Cantor David Roitman z'l. They came to perform for the people of Dubossar but another reason was because we were close to the border. One day we received the wonderful news that the Moscow State Theatre was arriving to perform in Dubossar. On the first night, the troupe performed Andreyev's The Days of Our Lives and the hall was overflowing. Before the curtain was raised, an official of the Central Committee of the Communist Party, with great passion told the audience that this government of the Workers and Peasants was providing the opportunity for those who toil and are unable to come to Moscow, to see, in this their own town, the great Moscow Theatre. He greeted the actors and wished them a good beginning in their mission to bring pleasure to the labouring masses in far flung corners. On the second night, they performed the piece: Sylva and after the show, instead of going to the hotel, the artists quietly crept away to the Dniester River to cross over to the bourgeois side.
The hunger increased from day to day. The black market flourished although there was practically nothing to buy or sell. Thin pieces of bread went for fantastic prices. The main dish was a porridge of corn-meal flour called zhandre. This dish was made of corn- meal flour, mixed with water and cooked without salt or sugar. At that time, salt was three times as expensive as sugar and very few could afford this. It wasn't long before even the wealthy were going hungry. These newly poor went from door to door - not to beg for charity , but rather for a few spoonfulls of warm zhandre just to keep the soul alive. Soon these unfortunates numbered in the hundreds every day. In spite of the fact that we lived outside of the town and it was not easy to make their way to us, our door was never shut to them as so many made their way to us. There were times when we did not look them in the face as we did not wish to shame them.
One misfortune brought another. There was another new food - oil cakes. This was the offal and left over oil that was used for feed for the animals. When the hunger was overwhelming, this was often the only food in some homes. This product caused stomach typhyus and whoever became ill from it, did not recover.
The greatest hardship was in the winter of 1921-22. All the work animals - cows, sheep, chickens - were either eaten or died of hunger. In order not to have to witness the sujffering of the horses, the farmers would drive them away to far off fields. There was also a shortage of heating materials and people fell like flies from hunger and the cold. Every day, scores of people died in Dubossar. The militia would gather together the corpses and would mobilize the 'supposed' healthy ones to transport them for burial.
One evening, my father sent me to fetch two pounds of corn-meal flour in order to cook a zhandre for the needy who came to our door. On the main street I saw a little girl, ten years old, who was leading her father. I was a few feet ahead of them when I heard the screams of the little girl. I turned around to see what had happened and saw that her father was slowly sinking down to the ground. The little girl tried to pick him up but it was useless. At home, I told them about the incident and I ate myself up because I had not gone to help the man. My parents tried to comfort me by saying that in any case I could not have helped him.
At home, father gave the strictest attention to the distribution of our food so that we would not be overcome with hunger. If not for father's strict control we would not have lived through those bitter times. In the morning, each of us would receive a thin piece of bread and two dried prunes for our tea as a substitute for sugar. My younger brother, Joseph, who later disappeared without a trace in the Siberian tundras, would hide his portion of bread from morning until the afternoon in order to eat two slices at once and thus to quiet somewhat his pangs of hunger. For lunch, we had a cooked prune soup and zhandre. We actually did not lack for wood as near our house was a large orchard and vineyard. We would uproot the trees and have wood for the overn. Compared to others were were among the fortunate ones.
Many of those who wandered toward the North in their search for food, perished on the way. This also was the fate of our good neighbour, the gentile Ivan Mazor. One day he told us that he had decided to go to Mogiliov - in the Poldolsk region , 200 kilometers away - where he hoped to find some feed for his horses that he was trying so hard to save. He offered to bring something back for us. My father,z'l. was happy with the thought of enlarging our food supplies and gave him a big, fur coat to trade. On his way there, one horse died and on the way back, his second horse and then he himself, perished. Jews and Gentiles risked their very lives to cross over the border to bring back a loaf or two of bread. Finally in 1922, the Soviet regime allowed in food from America via JOINT (Jewish relief organization). Large quantitites of food packages began to appear and our people were saved from a certain death from hunger.
In the winter of 1921 I disclosed to my parents, wife and active friends of the Zionist organization in Dubossar, my secret plan of making my way to Eretz Yisroel. Visoky at that time was already on the other side of the border and the dentist Misha Diner was one of the prominent activists in town. I began to liquidate everything that I could possibly sell in order to raise money for the journey. I kept only the most necessary belongings for me, my wife and three month old child to take on the journey and on a Friday we left for Yagorlik in a wagon. We went to the home of Raphael Rampel ( who was murdered only a couple of months later by the CHEKA), as had been planned earlier. We put down our belongings and went to visit my relative Shmuel Pochis, David Pochis' brother from Ein Ganim. During our evening meal, Leah Reznick ( she now lives in Eretz Yisroel) came in to warn us that men from CHEKA had burst into Rampel's house and we had to disappear. Rampel was arrested and we hid for 3 weeks at the home of a man called Alter. When Rampel was freed he came to us and told us that for now, we must return to Dubossar. I decided that I alone would return. On the way back, I found out that two Jewish families were murdered in their attempt to cross the Dniester - Jacob Pilchokov's daughters and their husbands, Bershodsky and Jacob Grossman. Only one boy of ten years survived.
This terrible tragedy had a great impact in town and some of my family members vehemently opposed my plan to cross the border. The situation in Russia, however, was worsening from day to day and gradually the horror of what had happened to the Grossmans and Bershadskys faded away. Rampel was arrested a second time and they transferred him to the central CHEKA headquarters. In spite of the terrible danger that accompanied crossing the border, my resolve to leave Russia became stronger each day. I made arrangements with a Moldavian gentile who was known as an honest and trustworthy smuggler to deliver me, my family, my cousin Mayer Rash with his younger sister ( now living in Rishon L'Tzion) and their little brother.
One day, the smuggler came to me and asked if we were ready to cross the border that night. I was not prepared and requested that he postpone the event for another night. My cousin and his group refused to consider postponement and they left with him that same night. To their great misfortune, somebody informed on them to the CHEKA and they sent out agents to intercept the attempt. When the boat was a short distance from shore, the agents began to shoot at them and they were forced to return. All in the boat were arrested except for the smuggler who managed to escape by swimming over to the other shore.
The CHEKA agents were disappointed when they did not find me among the arrested. This alerted me to the fact that CHEKA was spying on me and I had to be more careful. During the day I ran away to Groselova, 50 kilometers from Dubossar. A week later, I secretly came back and my neighbour, who worked for the CHEKA told me that my references were not good and he advised me that the sooner I crossed the border, the better. He offered to take me himself. We decided on a night that he had to cross the border anyway in order to bring back military documents. A few other people were included in the operation and when it became dark, we made our way to a hill where we spread out on the ground to await the boat.
From the other side of the Dniester on the Bessarabian shore, we could see the town Golkarni. We could see the lights from houses and from far off, we could hear the songs of the local young peasant men and women. In the silence of the night, we could make out the conversations of the townspeople as well as the barking of dogs and mooing of the cows. On our side, not far from the hill where we were waiting was the town of Kutchiyer where I had grown up until my ninth birthday. The town was enveloped in silence. There was no barking from a dog, no neighing from a horse, no mooing from a cow. A melancholy sorrow hung over the town. The distance between the two towns was a mere 200-300 meters, yet these were two totally different worlds. With great longing, the heart yearned for the other side - the well lit side - and great was the desire to reach that shore.
The boat didn't come and we all went home with our belongings. The border crossing attempt was postponed for a few days. Finally, on the specified day, another person joined our group - Moishe Tchaplik, the oldest son of the famous Chaim Isser. This time we were sure we would succeed because Eliezer, Tchapnik's son, was with the CHEKA and he was standing guard for us. As soon as it was dark, our whole caravan gathered at the border. The smuggler told me that twenty people were waiting to cross the river but the boat had room for only five. However, he said, I would be the first one on. When I was already sitting in the boat, Moishe Tchaplik came over to me and ordered me out of the boat. The reason was that he, his wife and daughter as well as a couple of brothers must be the first ones into the boat. Because of his great prestige ( namely, his son from CHEKA) I understood that there was no room for discussion and I disembarked.
Hardly five minutes passed when we heard a suspicious noise and then stifled screams. The boat turned over and everyone in the boat was pitched into the river. Those of us who were standing on shore, disappeared immediately so as not to fall into the hands of the border police. I ran breathlessly not even aware of where my feet were taking me. The night was so dark, I couldn't figure out where I was. With the onset of dawn, I recognized the path that leads to our town. Dead tired, I dragged myself to the home of a relative and knocked on the door. Frightened, they opened the door and took me in. In response to their questions as to why I was out at this hour, I burst into tears and for a while was unable to utter a word.
That morning, it was told in town that Moishe Tchaplik and his little girl drowned in the river. When Moishe's son, Eliezer the CHEKIST, heard this he went to Yosef Wargon (the contrabandchiks said that he was the owner of the boat), dragged him out of the house as he was eating his breakfast, pulled out a revolver and shot him several times. Then he went to my parents and told them to find me, promising them that no harm would befall me.
As the wave of people trying to cross the border increased, the greater the vigilance of the CHEKA. In order to put the CHEKA off my track, I spread the rumour that I was already on the other side of the Dniester River in Bessarabia. Once again I tried my luck. This time, my brother-in-law accompanied me - a boy of twelve years. Through circuitous routes, we made our way to the village Goyani that borders the town of Yagorlik where I had realtives. We visited one uncle, then another uncle but nobody offered us a morsel of food. I did not request anything because I understood that if they did not invite us to the table, it was because there was nothing in the house. In the end, we went to Shmuel Pachis. He was the most well to do in our family. There I waited for a messenger who was supposed to bring me money from home. At two in the afternoon he arrived and told me that tonight the smuggler would be waiting for us in the town of Koshnitzy. Everything was ready. However - Koshnitzy was 30 kilometers from Yagorlik. How would we get there without horse and wagon? There wasn't too much time left to think. I took off my boots and heavy coat and in spite of the bitter frost, I started on my way in my thick socks. It was my luck that a strong wind was blowing and I was sure that in this weather the patrol guards would not be found on the roads.
I was already two and a half hours on my way and I had at least another hour to go. I pushed myself to get past the crossroads of Dubossar/Grigoriopol/Kishnitza before sundown as robbers had recently killed seven Jews in that area. At that time I saw the murdered victims and this terrible picture was very much on my mind. The closer I got to this tragic place, the more vivid was my recollection of this horror. As much as I tried to force it out of my mind, the scene remained before my eyes. I became very fearful. Soon I felt that someone was getting closer and closer and I was certain that it was one of the patrol guards. Avoiding him was already impossible. The man came right up to me and asked me my name. He took me by the hand and led me on. It turned out that he was one of the smugglers and had been on the lookout for me.
After an hour and a half, we arrived at the river. My guide told me to lie own between the shrubs and not to fall asleep in case one of the guards would discover me. he went off to find the other smugglers. I was so tired that I could not overcome my fatigue and did doze off. When I woke up with a start, someone closed my mouth. it was the same man from before. he told me that the smugglers hadn't arrived. I was to go home with him and spend the night there. In his home, he took me up to the attic and brought me a blanket to cover up with...but he gave me no food. The next day, he woke me up and informed me that I had to leave the house as he was under surveilance. I was to return at night. From afar, he pointed out a Jewish home. I went quickly to the house and sat down on the doorstep. The owner opened the door and asked me what I wanted. I told him that I had to wait there until nightfall. He ushered me into the house and directed me to the stove, saying:please crawl up on top and lie there quietly. He then went off to town to take care of his affairs.
It was a Friday. His wife woke up and started to prepare Shabbes dishes. The delicious aroma of the cooking taunted me and my hunger pains tormented me. She did not offer me any food. When the man returned home, the first thing that he asked her was whether she had offered me any food. Before long, the wife brought me something to eat. As soon as I saw her, I recognized her and called her by name. She was the sister of my friend Zaitchek from Dubossar. When she recognized me, she turned red from embarassment and apologized for not being able to offer better food. I thanked her with my whole heart. That small amount was enough to still my hunger.
When it became dark out, I parted warmly from them and went back to the appointed place. Soon the smugglers also arrived. This time everything went as planned. Crossing the river took no time at all. In one hour I was sitting in the house of a peasant in the Bessarabian village of Onitzkani.
The troubles of a refugee were not over once he reached the other side of the Dniester. In Kishinev, the capital city of Bessarabia, there were 80% of the Jewish refugees from Russia. Many of them decided to remain in Roumania and with money were able to buy Roumanian citizenship. For others though, Roumania was only a transit station. They signed up with the Jewish Committee that had been organized by the Jewish community to assist the refugees. The Committee had lawyers that were connected to the Roumanian authorities and they assisted the refugees with the legal procedures and documentation that was required. By law, each refugee was required to appear before a military court to stand trial for entering Roumania illegally. Many were sentenced to various periods of time in jail while with others, entry was denied and the order was to return to Russia.
After a few months in Roumania, I had my trial and was sentenced to three months in jail. Fate had it that the day before my trial, my family - my wife, may she rest in peace, my one year old son and my ten year old brother - arrived in Roumania. They did not sign up with the committee but rather waited until I was released from jail. After my three months in jail, I was brought before the judicial enquiry where the verdict was that I must return to my place of origin. In the meantime, I had to return to jail. The Refugee Committee handed over my case to a well known Roumanian lawyer and after energetic interventions on my behalf as well as guarantees from Rabbi Tzirelson, Dr. Bernstein-Cohen and Madam Babitch, I was set free on condition that I must leave within the month and emigrate to Eretz Yisrael.
Now we had to find a solution for my family who were not even listed with the Committee. The lawyer Dr. Landau was the liason between the Refugee Committee and the authorities. I asked him what to do. He did not ponder it too long and said: Come with me to the police station. We came to a room with many closets stacked high with files. There was one official in the room and Dr. Landau requested to see my file. There it stated clearly that I had been sentenced to three months in jail for illegal entry into Roumania; that I had then served an additional period of time in jail and was obligated to leave Roumania within one month to emigrate to Eretz Yisrael. In the meantime, the official left the room and Dr. Landau took the file and next to my name, added the names of my family. The official came back and Dr. landau handed him my file. We parted from the official and left the building.
Outside, Dr. Landau told me that the whole transaction had cost 20 Lai ( a shilling according to money values at that time). I just could not believe my ears. A few days later when I received an appointment to pick up my travel documents, I was convinced that Roumania was A Golden Land with unlimited opportunities.
The years 1920-1922 mark a tragic chapter in the history of Dubossar under the Soviet regime. The hopes for salvation that were in the very atmosphere during the years of 1917-20 were now gone. Persecution by the CHEKA, requisitions, contributions, hunger, need and the formidable efforts to escape from the Soviet Paradise created a chain of pain and suffering.
My escape from Russia, in spite of all the tribulations and failures that I had to overcome, finally had a good ending. Many refugees, however, did not even live to cross to the other shore. Many were killed in the boats; many drowned before reaching the other side; many were robbed and then murdered even when they reached the longed for shore and many were sent back by the border guards or the Romanian officials. Many found their deaths in the waters of the Dniester and no-one ever found out what had happened to them.
May these words serve as a monument and in memory of the thousands who perished - the men, the women and the children - those whose names are known to us and those who are anonymous - who in their struggle to free themselves from the Soviet Paradise died during this stormy, raging period - be it from hunger, epidemics, the sword or the depths of the River Dniester.
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In recent years, genetic testing to predict your cancer risk has become more available. As researchers learn more about how genes can predict your cancer risk, it's important to consider all the options.
If you're in a high-risk family, you may be considering genetic testing. The most common cancers that have a genetic component include breast, ovarian, prostate and colon cancers (along with many others as well).
Before you undergo genetic testing, gather as much information as you can about your family and medical history. Talk with your doctor or a genetic counselor about your personal and family medical history. This will help you better understand your risk. Discuss any questions or concerns you have about genetic testing. Also, talk about what your options will be, depending on the results of the test.
If a positive genetic test is discovered, you'll be able to talk with an expert about your specific risk. Some of the benefits of genetic testing include early interventions to decrease risk of actually developing cancer, such as:
- More frequent screening tests (detecting cancer earlier with increased survival rate — colon cancer is a good example)
- Prevention strategies including positive lifestyle changes (such as diet and exercise)
- Informed decisions can be made for pro-active interventions (for example a decision to have prophylactic mastectomy or removal of ovaries for women with high risk to develop breast or ovarian cancer)
The field of studying genes for predicting cancer is evolving constantly. We are only at the beginning stages of understanding how genes predict our cancer risk and many other aspects of health.
Please share your thoughts on this topic and your personal experiences.11 comments posted
June 18, 2013 12:09 a.m.
Where can I get quality genetic testing done?
- Jim
May 14, 2013 9:21 a.m.
Last year I was diagnosed with Anal/rectal cancer. I went through intense radiation and chemotherapy. Should I have genetic testing to see if it will come back? or is because I've already had it the testing will show positive anyway?
- Joana
March 8, 2013 11:09 p.m.
I worried about breast cancer but couldnt afford a genetic test here in New Orleans. I read about a testing company on line started by the wife of the co-founder of Google that only charged $99 for the test. It was a God-sent. What a relief to find that I didn't have the markers.
April 19, 2011 12:13 a.m.
I was diagnosed with breast CA at age 45 (my sister (recently deceased from breast CA) at age 38), I have a daughter (and a son), and after (much) discussion with my family, decided to be tested (primarily) so my daughter would know if she might have inherited a gene mutation. (thankfully I have neither) (fyi, the lab (Myriad) doing the BRAC testing has a payment plan)
- Michele
April 15, 2011 12:50 a.m.
Hi everyone. I too have quite a "worrisome" family history which makes me think about my son and my nieces and nephews. Ms. Sheryl, could you please send me a list of hospitals in the Philippines where I may find such testing being done. Being in the healthcare profession I would very much want the next generations of my family live a healthier cancer-free life.
- Jingjing
March 16, 2011 8:30 a.m.
I was diagnosed with breast cancer last year and have a "worrisome" family history. My oncologist wants me to have the BRCA test done, but so far, I have not done it. I don't think it's covered by my insurance, for one thing. My other concern is this . . . I know health insurance can't legally treat me different, but life, long-term and disability can, from what I understand. And what about my kids - what's to say that, in the future, they may have to answer questions for those types of insurance about any BRCA test results from me . . . I won't let this affect their future. I have my ovaries removed, since that is a hard cancer to diagnose early, and I'm comfortable with where I'm at right now. I won't let this affect my kids if it doesn't have to.
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January 17, 2011 2:28 p.m.
Our practice recently started offering genetic testing to our patients. The results are very detailed hand helpful. Last week, the test accurately detected a high risk for prostate cancer for one of our patients. Patients have given us positive feedback on the test, and we are quite happy with the results!
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January 1, 2011 10:42 a.m.
Arlene - Early symptoms of colon cancer include persistent abdominal pain, a change in bowel habits from usual, blood in the stool, weakness and fatigue and unexplained weight loss. For more information about colon cancer, see this page for the colon cancer overview on Mayoclinic.com http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/colon-cancer
/DS00035 Bladder cancer symptoms may include blood in the urine, frequent urination and/or painful urination, back pain and abdominal pain. For more information on bladder cancer, see this page on mayoclinic.com http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/bladder-canc er/DS00177. I would suggest making an appointment to have your husband evaluated for his symptoms. Especially if these symptoms are new to him. Early detection of cancer very important. - Sheryl
December 28, 2010 9:53 p.m.
I would like to know the symtons of colon & bladder cancer, my husband has alot of trouble with both right now, is that a possiblety? He is loosing weight & has been feeling tired & lifeless also.
- Arlene
December 23, 2010 9:47 p.m.
Allegedly Dubya signed a Bill into law that insurance companies, employers, etc. could not use genetic tests against an applicant. And, if you've been to a doctor lately you've signed a HIPAA form. Please read the form you are signing or, in the alternative, please Google HIPAA (Health Information Portability and Accountability Act). Again, allegedly, your information is protected! What I find most interesting is I was diagnosed with breast cancer at age 50 and two months. Since I was "over" 50 BRAC testing was not covered by my insurer. My sister recently had an abnormal mammogram and her doctor informed her protocol was for me to be tested. At whose expense? Oh to protect my nieces and my sister, but I cannot afford $1500 since all the ancillary providers are not contracted with any insurance plan and expect 100 percent reimbursement. It doesn't matter that I had no say in who was brought in as the anesthesiologist, etc. Another example of the power of the insurance companies.
- Kathy
December 21, 2010 12:03 a.m.
Once you get tested for cancer and it comes back that you are high risk and that information is out there people will have trouble with insurance and quite possible with employment. Who would want to hire someone that has an 80% chance of developing cancer. This information must be kept private and not made available to insurance companies and employers. the doctor and the patient should be the only ones with this information.
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I'm not posting this in the hope that it will change anything. Since Dave Brandon came out in favor of moving the Michigan-Ohio State game to midseason there's been tremendous fan pushback, with opinion running about 10-to-1 against. It obviously doesn't matter, because the men in suits are ramping up the meaningless PR doublespeak to alarming levels:
…the reason the Big Ten is great is because of our fans. We had five and a half million fans come to games [in 2009]. Whether it's the Rose Bowl or Ohio State-Michigan, we welcome that, and there's an awful lot of discussion of, generally speaking, how our fans feel about what we do. We're not fan-insensitive, we're fan-receptive and are only interested in doing what is going to grow our fan base.
Whenever someone starts talking about how great the fans are, the fans are about to get it in uncomfortable places, especially when that's the first thing they talk about in the face of obvious, massive opposition. Meanwhile, the SID is trying to calm people over email by saying for Michigan and Ohio State to meet for the conference title they will "have to play their way into the championship game." If it was a trial balloon people would be walking it back by now after the reaction it's received. The thing is far enough along that Barry Alvarez is flat-out stating that Iowa and Wisconsin will be split up. It's actually happening.
So this doesn't matter. But here's why Michigan and Ohio State's athletic directors should be out in the streets rounding up pitchfork-toting mobs instead of rolling over like Indiana:
The financial benefits are almost literally zero. Dan Wetzel cites a TV executive claiming that at maximum, the vague possibility of Michigan and Ohio State meeting in a Big Ten championship game once a decade might be worth two million dollars a year ("it might be half that," he adds). Even taking the most optimistic number, the end result for Michigan is another 150k per year (the conference takes a share). Assuming an average of seven home games a year, Michigan could earn that by raising ticket prices twenty cents. Meanwhile, every other Big Ten team sees the same increase in their bottom line.
Twenty cents!
Michigan and Ohio State will almost never meet. The Plain Dealer looked back at the league since Penn State's addition and concluded that in the last sixteen years, a Michigan-Ohio State championship game would have happened all of three times.
In the future you can expect that to be far less frequent. Michigan will be guaranteed that 1) they play an outstanding Ohio State team and 2) three of the other five teams in their division do not. If the matchup is going to occur it's going to be the same for Ohio State. The loser of that game is going to have to overcome that deficit against teams that have a much easier schedule. The addition of Nebraska adds another historic power to the league. "Once a decade" is not hyperbole. It's a reasonable estimate.
As a result, you are turning M-OSU from something that will always have stakes to something you hope to do over. This is Delany's reasoning:
"If Duke and North Carolina were historically the two strongest programs and only one could play for the right to be in the NCAA tournament, would you want them playing in the season-ending game so one is in and one is out?" he asked. "Or would you want them to play and have it count in the standings and then they possibly could meet for the right to be in the NCAA or the Rose Bowl?
"We've had those debates. It's a good one. The question is whether you want to confine a game that's one of the greatest rivalries of all time to a divisional game."
Yes. Because the loser of that game is doomed and knows it. Moving it to midseason just makes it a particularly high hurdle that might not mean much—that the conference explicitly hopes doesn't mean much—at the end of the year, when the two teams can do it again, except indoors in Indianapolis. Doctor Saturday:
Keep the game what it's always been, the ritualistic culmination of an entire season in a single, freezing orgy of centuries-old hate that cannot be overturned or redeemed for at least another 365 days. In good years, the division championship (hence a shot at the conference championship) will be on the line, preserving the familiar winner-take-all/loser-go-home intensity that made "The Game" what it is in the first place.
You are doing something your fans hate. The kids don't get paid, the stadium doesn't have advertising, the idea that there is a Michigan Thing that it is possible not to "get" in a way that it is not possible Jim Schwartz does not "get" the Lions Thing: these are the things that separate college football from minor league baseball. For decades Michigan's season has had a certain shape defined by the great Satan at the end of it.
This is where the disconnect between the suits and the fans is greatest. Beating Ohio State isn't about winning the Big Ten, it's about beating Ohio State, just like the Egg Bowl is about beating that other team in Mississippi or the Civil War is about beating that other team in Oregon or any billion other year-end rivalry games that have been played since the Great Depression. M-OSU is the super-sized version of the old-fashioned rivalries based on pure hate. It's not Miami-Florida State, a game entirely dependent on the teams being national contenders for it to even sell out, but the Big Ten is treating it like the country's fakest rivalry game anyway.
It so happens that a lot of the time OSU and Michigan do decide the Big Ten, but did anyone want to beat OSU less in the mid-90s when Michigan limped into the game with 3 or 4 losses every year? Or last year? No. Would it matter less as an October game to be followed by three or four more? Necessarily yes. Is that the worst thing in the world? Yes.
I have no tolerance for anyone too dense to grasp this, much less see it as a potentially good thing, as Dave at Maize N Brew does. I said his post on the matter was the stupidest thing I'd ever seen a Michigan fan write and it remains so. Orson's post on the matter is also the dumbest thing I've ever seen him write. The reason college football matters in a way the NFL does not is the idea it has that some things are not worth selling. Once the date of the Michigan-Ohio State game goes the only thing left is the labor of the players.
I'll still be there. I don't have a choice, really, but the special kind of misery I'll experience when Michigan plays Ohio State at 8 PM in October and Special K blasts "Lose Yourself" during a critical review will make me feel like an exploited sap, not a member of a community in which my opinions matter. They clearly don't. This will matter in the same way erosion does.
Speaking as an Auburn fan on Big 10 moving M/OSU to midseason: If they'd tried that w/ the Iron Bowl I'd have burned SEC HQ to the ground
Because I have a soul, I've already firmly aligned myself with the "armageddon" crowd, made up of those of us who can't stand the thought of one side telling the other in mid-October, "We'll see you again when it really matters." Which probably means I've aligned myself with the losing side. Whatever the motivations of its less influential champions, the prospect of a Buckeye-Wolverine split only has traction among people who matter because the people who matter see a buck in it: If one Ohio State-Michigan game is good, two Ohio State-Michigan games must be even better, and I'm sure they have the ratings projections and accompanying ad rates to prove it. The rivalry has already defined and shaped the national perception of the Big Ten for the last 50 years; just think of the possibility of the rivalry-as-championship game as "expanding the brand."
Saving this game at the end is the culmination of a season-long crescendo.
Michigan-Indiana at the end of the year, for example, doesn't offer the same cachet.
And it never will.
Are you kidding me? It's been played the last week of the season all but once since 1935, and it's the league's single most important franchise. You would think conference leaders would go to any length to protect it. …
Sometimes leaders make decisions without properly thinking through the issues. This one sounds like a case of over-thinking. Do the right thing, Mr. Delany, Mr. Brandon and Mr. Smith, lest the ghosts of Woody and Bo haunt you in your sleep.
Be warned, Big Ten: you move The Game, you will rip the heart and suck the soul out of the single greatest property the conference owns. And for what, a few more advertising dollars every few years when they do happen to stumble into a title showdown? One that will, incidentally, likely be contested in a sterile, domed, neutral location as opposed to yet another reason that The Game is what it is -- The Big House and The Shoe.
So… yeah. Join the Facebook page. Maybe it will help. It won't, actually, but maybe you'll feel better about it.
For those that have read my diary, you know my stance. I don't mind separate divisions, compared to same divisions. Here's the place where Brian is wrong, and IME is the crucial point:
Beating Ohio State isn't about winning the Big Ten, it's about beating Ohio State, just like the Egg Bowl is about beating that other team in Mississippi or the Civil War is about beating that other team in Oregon or any billion other year-end rivalry games that have been played since the Great Depression. M-OSU is the super-sized version of the old-fashioned rivalries based on pure hate.
You're equating M-OSU with the Egg Bowl, Brian. And the Civil War. M-OSU is 1000 times more than either of those rivalries. No one can debate that point. And the reason it's not just another big rivalry, but the biggest rivalry in sports, is that the B10 title has been on the line more often than any other rivalry. I never heard of the Civil War untill I was like 22. Everyone knows M-OSU, because they tuned in to see the B10 title being won. They wanted to see the winner with roses in their teeth. Strip away the stakes (never again the opportunity to play for the definitive B10 title) and Brian is absolutely right: M-OSU will be no more than the Egg Bowl or the Civil War. Really important to the fan bases, but not to anyone else.
...but I'm getting tired of being lectured about Michigan traditions by a guy who has a Yankees logo as his avatar on a Michigan football blog.
We've seen that talking point and dealt with it on your thread, Arrogance. The stakes aren't always as high as you say they are -- most years U of M versus OSU is anything but a title game. (I already dealt with this on your diary entry. Go ahead and check it out.) and yet the rivalry goes on. Heck, Michigan's been sub .500 the last two years but Buckeyes still make the trip to Ann Arbor.
It's not because the teams have slid -- Yeah Michigan's been struggling but OSU's had their tough stretches too and I'm pretty sure we'll recover in the next couple of years. The main thing is the rest of the league has gotten better. We've added Penn State and Nebraska's signed up. Wisconsin and Iowa have gotten a lot better and look to be permanent quality programs.
You seem to think this is the Big Two and the Little Eight. That ended in the Reagan administration. I'm amazed you haven't noticed that yet.
Some subtle subconscious way of positioning Michigan State as the new "end of season" rival by refusing to refer to them by name.
I was on the side of apathy regarding the division alignment.
The more I think about it.
Michigan-Ohio State should mean *something*.
Progress is the excuse for the establishment to destroy whatever they damn please.
If we can't trust Brandon to make such a vital, obvious decision as this one...how can we trust him to make more nuanced ones like whether to keep Rich Rod or not, or hire ANY future coaches? (No matter which side you fall on any of the arguments, that thought should terrify you).
It's totally killed me "the season's almost here" buzz. Not as much as the Freep issues from last year, because that even got the blood pumping toward defending something I care about from mischaracterizations or worse, and the game was there to say, "lets focus on what is out there on the field."
This is like finding out a loved one his weeks to live, and no matter what you do or how you go about trying to make things better, you're not sure anything will change. You want to believe they'll pull through, but the people who "know more" than you do are saying placating things, but in the end, academically, you both know.
It's funny that it is so true that the only way you really end up knowing that you care about something is to see it threatened to be torn away from you.
I don't think your analogy totally translates. My loved one may have weeks to live, but she's already been taken away to a hospital I'm not allowed to visit, even if she makes a miraculous comeback and survives.
I don't understand why this hasn't been brought up anywhere except seemingly when I post it: The Game has already been moved from its original date (yes, still ends the season but please continue) to Thanksgiving. When all of our out-of-state students (and UP/Northern Michiganders) are hours and hours away from campus. They don't get to attend the game in the future if they keep in during the last weekend unless they fly out Wendesday night, spend Thanksgiving with their family, and then fly back (or drive a long ass way) on Friday. I don't want them to keep it during Thanksgiving weekend because a.) as students, they deserve the chance to go to the biggest game and see the biggest rival of the year and b.) because I don't want those tickets showing up on ebay/stubhub/craigslist and having 15,000 people wearing red in the Big House.
Am I taking crazy pills here? I hate to have the game moved, don't get me wrong, but this, to me, is old news. It's already been ruined. The best thing we can do is allow the students to at least see the damn game. The football team is made up of students of the University representing the University for themselves and their fellow students first and foremost. If writers and pundits and Brian want to bitch about morals versus the Big Ten making a few extra bucks, then why don't we start at the foundation of college football: the students. Thank god I've already graduated because as an out-of-state student from 04-08, I would be furious that I only got to go to Florida and spend Thursday with my parents so I could see The Game.
I've already written a letter to DB expressing this opinion (as if it matters) and I really hope he plays this up someway in the press. Am I the only person that feels this way about having The Game over Thanksgiving weekend (and if you live in Metro D, as I do now, please don't just give me a 'tough luck' answer)?
Where it lists all the times The Game when in Ann Arbor has been played on Thanksgiving weekend. happened like 4 or 5 times in the last 20 years or so. So it's not really that big a change. And not really that big a deal. I mean, even if it's every year, it's maybe 4 years out of your life. How big a deal is it for the vast majority to go home, and come back on Friday night or Saturday morning...every other year. (Because don't forget...these problems of tix on the net and stuff are OSU's half the time). I don't think two years out of your college career vs. a lifetime of Thanksgivings is that big a deal. Especially when Christmas break is less than a month away. Heck, most college kids don't spend more than Thanksgiving Day with their family, and spend the rest drinking with friends. They can do that here. They can deal.
I think we'll have to agree to disagree on the above point. I can see where you're coming from but I still feel the same about my point (although I'd like a link to that thread if you have it).
It wasn't the thread's primary topic, and it wasn't that long a thread.
And sorry, but the Search Engine here is horrible (after having to go through my posts I actually copied word for a word a phrase in it, and the thread still didn't come up).
But it shows it happened in 2001, 1995, 1990, and 1989....and that's as far as anyone wanted to go back and check, though there is a link to all the Thanksgivings through history. So it wasn't ultra common that the dates fell that way, but it's hardly something everyone hasn't had to deal with before.
The bigger problem isn't the game. It's if you're stuck behind on a Friday night, and Buckeyes take over Skeeps.
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This is total speculation, but given what has been alluded to by the schools and the conference, I think may have merit.
First, Dave Brandon and OSU's AD get's the rivalry. To think otherwise is, in Brian's word, stupid.
But, they only represent 2 of the now 12 schools in the conference. The rivalry is very important to Michigan and Ohio State. But how important do you think it is to the other schools?
How important is the prestige of the UM-OSU game is to, say, Indiana and Purdue, Northwestern and Illinois, or Penn State and Michigan State? How much do you think that they appreciate their games being overshadowed by the "THE GAME"?
Not so much, I bet.
And when you get down to it, Michigan and Ohio State, regardless of how important "THE GAME" is to them, now only constitute 1/6 of the conference.
There has been much discussion as to who is who's biggest rival. Michigan is Michigan State's biggest rival. It has also been mentioned that Michigan is also Illinois' biggest rival. It was at one point in the past, as was Minnesota and, yeah, Chicago.
Penn State, and even Wisconsin may think that OSU is their biggest rival. One thing is for certain, Penn State does not want to play second fiddle to any other school or pair of rivalries. Ditto Nebraska.
But do you think any of these programs in our conference, schools, or fans, give a shit, let alone resent, the prestige of the game that overshadows, every fucking year, the last game of their fucking season????
The beauty, and there is the rub, of the Big Ten, is neither Michigan nor Ohio State, is Texas. Both programs are equals in, what is now, a conference of 12 schools. Neither school can dictate what will be.
If the other schools want Michigan and OSU in separate divisions (despite all of the traditions, history, fan base, etc of UM and OSU may prefer) and want the two split up, it will happen. Despite what Dave Brandon or OSU's AD may want, or Delaney.
If the "writing is on the wall' or it is a "done deal" Brandon and OSU's AD may feel that it is best interest of the two schools and the conference to support the pre-ordained situation. But it sure as hell ain't because Brandon is "stupid" or doesn't "get the rivalry." I'm sorry, but to think otherwise, given Brandon's successes in his career, is incredibly arrogant.
To sum, Michigan and Ohio State are not a monarchy (or duopoly, it that is a word) like Texas in the formerly Big 12, there are 10(!) other voices. Their perspectives and motives on this are likely very, very different than those of us who are Michigan or Ohio State-centric
I still don't care. What do Michigan and Ohio State have to gain by going along with it? Absolutely nothing, yet they're the only ones losing anything. I don't give a rat's ass about what Indiana, Illinois, Iowa, Michigan State, Minnesota, Nebraska, Northwestern, Purdue, Penn State, and Wisconsin want out of the new Big Ten.
Again, sometimes you get steamrolled. In this case it's a gang-bang. Brandon and Smith are, apparently, bending over and spreadin' 'em. How is that a good move? How is it in Michigan or OSU's best interest to support this arrangement?
prevent it, then they can only sow discord, there is nothing to gain, only loss for the conference, and thus them. Sometimes it is in ones best interests to support the larger organization's decisions
I realize that you "don't give a rat's ass about what Indiana, Illinois," etc. want out of the Big Ten; isn't that what led to the implosion of the Big !2 with Texas???
I think that if conference schools "don't give a rat's ass"; about other member schools, that conference is doomed to failure. I hope that is not the case for the Big Ten; I personally do care about the other member schools.
So, we should care about what the other schools want but, they shouldn't worry about what we want. Is that right? How are they showing that they care about what is important to Michigan and Ohio State? If they're taking something this important to us and flushing it down the toilet just because they have the votes, then they're giving us a HUGE middle finger.
As for the Big 12, what led to that implosion was the fact the Nebraska kept on getting bent over and steam rolled 11 - 1 every time. Finally Nebraska said, "peace out, bitches" and bounced as soon as it suited them. You're taking one instance of trying to protect the biggest single tradition the 2 preeminent schools in the conference have and comparing it to a decade's worth of bowing down to Texas. The comparison doesn't even come close to flying.
"Big Two" why should the "Little Eight" care about the Michigan or Ohio State? I don't doubt there is a little resentment there.
Why should they care about our rivalry? They have their own interests. Their own rivalries, that have taken at total back seat to UM-OSU. To them, the world does not revolve around Michigan-Ohio State. What is in it for them? And after all of these years of total, 2nd class status.
Yet the non-Michigan-OSU schools constitute 5/6 of the votes of what goes on in the conference. You don't think they want to play a larger part in the conference than just cannon fodder leading up to "THE GAME"? You don't think think they view themselves more than just chopped liver? The entire rest of the conference (including Penn State!) has had it's finale to the season play second fiddle to Michigan-OSU. You don't think they don't don't want that to change? Regardless of the prestige the UM-OSU rivalry bestows on Michigan and Ohio State. Penn State, Minnesota, Michigan State, Illinois, Northwestern, Wisconsin, etc., gets squat from the precious prestigious Michigan-OSU rivalry.
And that, I suspect, may be going on in the background.
Ah, so you agree that no school gives a rat's ass about any other school and everyone is just out for what is in their own best interest then. This kumbayah picture you painted in your previous comment is BS, huh? My point exactly. I've already addressed the second part of this comment when I said that I don't give a rat's ass about what the rest of the conference wants just like they don't give a rat's ass about what we want.
So again I ask, why should Brandon and Smith go along with the wishes of the little 8 and Penn State if they don't give a damn about what is important to Michigan and Ohio State? The only benefit you've mention (if you can call it a benefit) is the fact that they save face by not making a fuss as the gag ball gets shoved down their throat and the gimp gets brought out.. Yeah, saving face is reasonable consolation for the raping and pillaging of the greatest rivalry in sports.
about any other school. Just that after so many years of their games being overshadowed by Michigan-Ohio State, they may feel that they are due something. Regardless, voting in their own interest is not quite the same thing as not giving a rat's ass about Michigan and Ohio State.
Why should Brandon and Smith go along with the wishes of the Little 8 and Penn State? What alternative is there? And recall Brandon said one thing that was very interesting - that the important thing is that Michigan and Ohio State play every year. Perhaps this was at issue and Smith and Brandon were able to negotiate that, at least. But right now, we just don't know.
I don't consider moving the game to October "raping and pillaging" the game - that is extreme hyperbole. Certainly a worse case would be if the game wasn't even played every year, which is what Brandon alluded to.
My point though has been that Smith and Brandon only have so much say in the matter, that we don't know what is really going on in the meetings, and for people here to trash them mercilessly is very premature.
You're being very generous and I have no problem with that. I hope our discussion hasn't made you think otherwise. I guess I'm just more cynical on this issue than you are. This particular change is not in Michigan's best interest and I have not heard a convincing argument to the contrary. When you say (or at least imply) that other schools care about Michigan and OSU but are going to do what is in their own best interest anyway, I hear "they don't give a rip."
Further, I think that is OK and completely logical for the other schools to vote their own interest which is why I can't fathom why Brandon and Smith are just going with it. Why are they not pandering to their bases when the other 9 teams are clearly doing that? It makes no sense.
Do you really think that disrupting the annual meeting between Michigan and OSU was EVER in play? No effing way, dude. There is no sense fiancial or otherwise in leaving your best product on the shelf.
I would not criticize Brandon at all if he were to say, "the conference has decided to seperate Michigan and Ohio State. I have descented from that decision." That's all he has to say. Instead he's trying to sell us on the fact that this is for the best. Sorry man, that's bullshit (the sales job that is). Sowing dischord here is completly warranted if only to establish a basis for negotiation in the future.
miffed in all of the vitriol in this thread directed at Brandon particularly, but also at Smith and Delaney. Right now we just don't know what is going on (although I did hear somewhere that Penn State is a driving force in splitting up Michigan and Ohio State). I have absolutely no doubt that Dave Brandon is doing everything he can for the best interest of Michigan. I am also sure that he is super competent-nothing in his career or breif time so far as Michigan's AD. With that as my starting point, I can only assume that there are larger forces at work that Brandon can't overcome, but I am sure he is getting all he can. So sue me, I trust the guy. How he decides to "sell" it to the fan base, I just can't get all worked up about.
When plans for expansion were announced back in the spring, I was against it, partly because of the impact on the game, divisions, and particularly the schools being mentioned. Can you imagine going through this, but because the Big Ten invite Syracuse, Rutgers or Pitt! At least this is for having Nebraska in the conference.
I believe that the best rivalry in sports is certainly strong enough to survive a move to October. If it can't, than it wasn't so strong to begin with. But we know that just isn't the case. So I think the fears of the game turning into Nebraska-OU are misplaced. I am also not concerned if the game loses its place as "the greatest rivalry in sports." I don't really care what others think of the game, it will still carry the same importance to me, even if it is to be played in March.
It's ok for the "little 9" to be resentful, but we can't be resentful back. Neither M or OSU is Texas. But I bet TOGETHER they're more powerful than Texas. What has The Game done for the rest of the Conference? Made it popular, and made it what it is today. All those huge tv contracts are all due to those programs, and The Game. If it wasn't for them, they wouldn't have the money to run their departments.
And just because "it could be worse", and be "raping and pillaging and burning down the town", doesn't still make it raping and pillaging.
a liberal point of view really pisses me off. You know, you really do make a lot of sense but I'll tell you one thing. If it weren't for Michigan and that damn school down south the Big Ten conference wouldn't amount to much by way of national prestige. Hell, "The Game" is what puts the Big Ten in the national spot light. Since when have you heard people around the nation say "Oh, I can't miss that game between Indiana and Northwestern!" You're talking about the two powerhouses that made the Big Ten what it is today and besides, with the amount of revenue sharing we give the other sorry ass schools in the Big Ten I really don't give a shit about their vote in the matter. "The Game" should stay right where it is...the last game of the year...they at least deserve that much.
carried the conference, and its prestige, for a long time. But the conference has changed since the '70's; Iowa, Wisconsin, and hell, even Northwestern can be depended upon to field pretty good teams.
This, the addition of Penn State and Nebraska, and now a championship game, has drastically changed the nature of the conference. All of this comes at a cost, and with these added powers, Michigan's and Ohio State's voice is no longer as loud. And that is the price of being a member of a conference-we only have 1 vote out of 12. [The alternative would be to leave the conference like Yost did before the 1907 season, but like, what would be the point? The Michigan-OSU game would be for what?]
By the way, I am the antithesis of a liberal.
in the sixties, Michigan State and Notre Dame were powers, and they played at the end of the year. However, the game became so big (the famous #1 versus #2 10-10 tie) that the Big Ten, at OSU and Michigan's strong backing, pushed to have all out of conference games to be scheduled before October, as to not over-shadow "THE GAME" since ND and MSU were THE powers back then. This added to the resentment that MSU and ND feel towards both Michigan and the Big Ten; the rule was a clear attempt to benefit OSU and Michigan at the expense of MSU and ND.
Great input, I had never heard that story before. Brings a smile to my face to screw State and the Irish over!
I never knew that. +1 for sharing tribal knowledge.
In response: to hell with Notre Dame and MSU could have stayed a power if they didn't suck so much.
if they want to have you play Illinios in early September or they want you to play for the Little Brown Jug only once every few years.
You do not just "go along to get along" when one of the very things that defines the essense of what it is to be Michigan is threatned.
Especially when it is totally unnecessary.
But one of them is ours.
We should not just rollover. We should be stating our case publicly - loudly and clearly - for all to hear, just like Alverez/Wisconsin, Iowa, etc. have been doing. If we're out-voted, then we're out-voted.
If the Big 10 is a democracy, then in a democracy you get to state your case. You are not bound by some gag order by the winning side.
Our public statement should be that we are opposed to moving The Game. Period. We may win we may lose, but that should be our statment, not some weak PR spin.
Why are our own people meekly selling us out?
Either they are not doing their job defending the best interests of Michigan, or they've worked out some sweet secret back-room deal that is so compelling that it makes throwing the very soul of Michigan away worth it. It's time to let us in on it.
David Brandon was on the field in a winged helmet when Michigan beat OSU. I was at that game too. The problem isn't that one group of people "gets it" and another doesn't. It's that each of us gets it in a different way.
Woody got pissed at a call and threw a yard marker. It was pretty sweet.
I'm just an SEC guy about to attend your fine school, but to me this whole idea of moving the game sounds like lunacy.
College sports uses tradition as a façade for big business. Chipping away at the façade to make a few bucks seems not to have any negative consequences, but it's starting to get out of hand.
You know its a bad idea when my wife who could not give a rats ass about football and has no desire to learn--but will come to the game to chat with friends and take away a seat from "real" fan...ohh yes and to come back to the States to shop--when I mentioned to her that they were going to move the "The Game" to the mid season, she got this disgusted look on her face and said, "That is stupid. Why would they do something dumb like that?" This tells you all you need to know about the decision in my mind...
I've remained positive about Michigan football despite the last two years, but moving the game is threatening to destroy part of me as a fan and alumnus. How can something so cherished, so storied, so perfect, be cast aside for the possibility of a few bucks?
As a fan, I never pondered a feeling worse than losing to OSU. This is it.
I guess losing OSU is worse than losing to OSU. *Sniff*.
Wondering if division record will determine division champ or if it will be all league games. If it's just divisional record then importance of The Game will be diminished. If on the other hand all league games count toward divisional records then Michigan and osu will have the toughest roads to a divisional title.
The only instance I've ever heard of such a thing is the MAC. Do they still do that? I find it hard to believe the Big Ten would follow suit.
It actually would be fairer, but it would also leave four near-meaningless conference games. I think I heard the MAC used non-div games as tiebreakers, but it's hard to get people excited about a "conference game" that's only a fraction of a tiebreaker.
No other words necessary...
it would have been no bigger than the Penn State game that year. A big game that day? Sure. But not an epic game for the ages.
the Michigan student section should wear red Ohio State shirts during the home opener with UConn.
The Ohio State student section should wear yellow Michigan shirts during their home opener with Marshall.
Unlike a sign or two, it would be impossible for the networks to miss.
The very idea of Michigan students wearing Ohio State shirts in-mass during a Michigan game, and Ohio State students wearing Michigan shirts during an Ohio State game would be national attention grabber.
It would make a statement that even Delaney, Brandon, and Gee can't miss.
Boy, getting fans to wear the other colors would be a challenge. Some student organization would have to get the ball rolling on that one, for it to get any momentum.
as a consolation for giving up a tiny piece of hillbilly flats connected to Ohio. I think we rather won that battle.
Having not seen one compelling reason to move the date of the GAME, and having not heard a single concrete statement by anyone in authority that such a move is going to happen, I am going to refrain from jamming my finger onto the PANIC button any more and just sit here and hum The Victors until the game starts.
Go Blue!
That's right Elmo, "hillbilly flats." That would be Toledo, my hometown. We also build the Jeep, which helped win WWII.
Half of this city are your UM bretheren, unfortunately. So you're attempt at smack is at your own fanbase too, prick. I don't see Rich Rod complaining about getting 4 and 5* players from hillbilly flats. BTW, back in the 90s, when admittedly Carr and Moeller had OSU's #, all I heard from UM fans was, "OSU is no longer our big rival. That distinction belongs to 'little brother.'" Funny how times change.
And for the record, I am going to miss the end of the year pounding Ohio State hands to the Wolverines, now that the game is going to be moved. Keep them in the same division, move PSU.
Sorry for crashing your party UM fans.
Why must The Game be moved? To elevate TV ratings? For competative division balance? These reasons are not enough by a long shot to change the rivalry and trample tradition. Michigan and OSU's leadership needs to step up and inform Delany and the Big Ten conference that The Game will be played when it has always been played.
If divisions we must have I say put Michigan and Ohio State together then the talk of moving The Game is moot.
Why do I have a feeling the Penn State is behind this?
Thank you Mike Rothstein for the msm point-of-view in typical, cliche one sentence paragraphs.
Saving this game at the end is the culmination of a season-long crescendo.
Michigan-Indiana at the end of the year, for example, doesn't offer the same cachet.
And it never will.
I do hereby dedicate my first post to this thread.
It is with great pleasure that I defecate upon the idea of moving The Game.
That is all.


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