Wednesday, April 07, 2010


From time to time I check my Facebook account.

This time there was a message from Steven Barer. I reread it . Of course my son is Steven Barer but the photo was someone else.

I read once more. This Steven Barer is the son of Don Barer.

I first met Don in Palm Springs. I was buying a pair of pants in a men's store. I handed the clerk
my VISA card. He stared at it and muttered this can't be right.

I asked him what the matter was and he replied that my last name was the same as his.

As we talked, I informed him that I had met his father, Ben. Ben was a contemporary of my father, in fact a cousin. He had emigrated from Europe and had some anecdotes about my grandparents' life there life there.

My Aunt Sophie told me that when the family landed at Ellis Island they took a ferry to New Jersey to visit Ben Barer's family. One of the daughters took the young Sophie to a hairdresser and clothing shopping to convert her into an American flapper


Blogger steve said...

That explains one Steven Barer.
I've been contacted by two.

11:35 AM  
Blogger Mike Barer said...

That's like when I went on to a group on "my space" and found a Canadian rock group whose guitarist was named Mike Barer.

6:28 AM  
Blogger Anea Barer said...

Steve, There is another one in Canada. Also a David Barer in Vancouver BC that always throws me off ;)
I have been messaging with the Steven that your dad mentions in this post for the past day or so. Seems that there are tons more Barers out there than I originally though! ;)

10:34 PM  

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