His gravestone lists his age at 90, which would make him born in 1875.

The stories about Nathan were legendary.

He apparently smoked three packs a day of camel unfiltered cigarettes. He grew his fingernails long, so he could keep smoking each cigarette until it started to burn his lips. He also was fond of alcohol. In his 50s, he had to have part of his stomach removed, presumably for cancer. The surgeon told him he had six months to live, and that he had to reduce his drinking down to Friday night kiddush only. SO he made kiddush on a full glass of Slivovitz, which he would fill to the brim, and then gently slurp up so as not to miss any drops.

Nathan came over from Poland with his sister Frimet, who lived in Crome, NJ with her husband and her eight children.

Nathan lost his wife in 1932, and lived 33 years as a widower. He used to visit each of his seven children one day a week for dinner. He sent letters to his daughter Jeanne, always signing them "Your Father, Nathan Krohn".

In later years he was in a nursing home in Queens. When Jeanne died, no one told him so as not to upset him. Aunt Evelyn visited him on her way back from the cemetery so he wouldn't think anything was amiss. She found him saying kaddish. He didn't know Jeanne had died, but he felt something bad had happened.

Nathan and Sarah lived at 900 Blake Avenue, as listed in the 1915 New York Census, and at 402 Elton Street, as listed on the 1925 New York Census. Nathan's World War II Draft Registration card lists his address as 1515 St John's Place in Brooklyn