Mrs. Grant. It was a social meeting club, where all the people from this little town and their families could get together and there are still some in existence believe it or not. And I have a cousin—my father’s nephew is still alive. His name is Abraham Rubenstein by the way.
Mr. Hubert. And this was a club formed in Chicago by the people of this village who all wanted to enter into the United States?
Mrs. Grant. That’s right—they had come at different times.
Mr. Hubert. It was a social and a cultural proposition?
Mrs. Grant. It was a get-together to know they are alive and they have bought a cemetery where you can in due time——
Mr. Hubert. Did you attend any of the meetings?
Mrs. Grant. Oh, yes.
Mr. Hubert. Was there anything political about them?
Mrs. Grant. No—I’m going to tell you.
Mr. Hubert. Well, just tell me.