Frieda Rosenberg (Walkes)
|Birthplace:||New York, NY, USA|
|Death:||Died in NJ, USA|
|Cause of death:||Natural Causes|
|Place of Burial:||Elmont, NY, USA|
|Managed by:||Private User|
Historical records matching Frieda Rosenberg
About Frieda Rosenberg
Hebrew name - Frieda bat Hanoch V'Miriam-Zipporah
Married 1936, Brooklyn (Eastern Parkway)
Honeymoon - Washington, DC
Then a trip to Canada to see Harry's relatives. Stopped in Niagra Falls.
Lived in Middle Village, Queens, New York City until 1947 at
6820 Morton Ave.
Moved 1947 to 1411 East 35th Street Brooklyn, NY
Moved 1983 to Covered Bridge, Manalapan, NJ
Lived at Lions Gate, Voorhees, NJ 08043
Frieda (Walkes) Rosenberg 1913-2009 9/3/09 WSR
We are here to praise remember honor say goodbye and put into HaShem’s hands a wonderful woman, our mother, grandmother and great grandmother to us.
Born into a simple beginning in an upstate NY dairy farm, attending a one room schoolhouse with her 2 sisters (accessible by sled but one had a to arrive early especially in the winter to sit by the stove) and facing a future that coincided with the Depression, 2 world wars, the Shoah, anti-Semitism and limited opportunities for women in education or the workplace. I recall Mom telling me she found work during the Depression because of her untypically Jewish look (redhair?).
From this start grew a woman with the virtue of any tzadech, and the wisdom/saichel of any scholar. A person who never appeared to want more and certainly not the vanities of life. I remember once Dad suggesting when they moved to FL of buying a Cadillac and Mom stating quite firmly if he bought one she would never ride in it-no such car was ever purchased. It is impossible to list all her virtues but outstanding among them were love of her family who she offered unconditional love that was spread to all of us. No favoritism among was permitted or every shown . I always knew that there would be no tolerance of matters that divided us.
Mom always seemed to be self assured. She managed to be a good cook-stuffed roast breast of veal-hmmm- ( a good baker if you liked her one dough fits all or her hard cookies!) and still I remember her helping me with algebra when I was first confronted with it. Mom loved numbers and would in another time studied mathematics but for her, bookkeeping seemed to be a good escape. I also knew this escape was not to be interrupted by calls from us kids. I recall very clearly riding on the Flatbush Ave bus from downtown to home and having fun doing additions and multiplications.
Mom (and Dad) were also the center of our life for many special occasions whether it at Goldberg in the Catskills, the large Seders with Uncle Jack and the Fink family, Eli’s parents and even recently arrive Russians. I also remember clearly them helping out her sister, Aunt Sabina after she was widowed with 2 children.
Among the many things I loved about Mom and will miss the most was just talking with her. I was able to do it all through my life with her. You could just pick up the phone and talk to her without being guarded about anything. They just don’t make them like her any more. We were all very fortunate to have been in her care and fallen under her influence and better people for it.
With G-d’s blessings, may the HaShem comfort and find her a precise as we did.