HOW THE STIMME IS APPRECIATED IN POLAND Dear Bialystoker Friends: Just this minute I received your wonderful gift, the Bialystoker Stimme. Can you imagine the joy in our house? Every word reminds me of Bialystok. For five years, cut off from my sweet hometown, living deep in Asia, I looked for Jandsleit. Once when 1 carried my half-dead child to the hos- pital, three young men approached me mentioning Bia- lystok. Forgetting for the moment that I was holding my child, who no longer had a pulse, I started at the mention of my birthplace and detained the three men. Truly they were Bialystokers. Suddenly tears drenched my cheeks. I could not speak. Finally I asked them to escort me to the hospital and on the way we talked. We were all in the same boat. When my child was admitted to the hospital for emergency care, the three men did not move from the window, but stared at my swollen eyes. They asked where 1 lived. “In the garden, on the grass, where all homeless people stay,” I answered. My baby, no longer able to endure the hunger and cold, contracted diphthe- ria and the doctor gave him a poor prognosis, indicat- ing that he needed many pints of blood to survive. The three immediately volunteered their blood, as much as necessary. I told them no; the blood must come from his father or mother. Certainly his father must have perished, and I, severely anemic, could not donate my blood. I ran to the doctor pleading with him to save my child. The /andsleit offered to do everything. But their blood was not accepted. I write all of this to show what Bialystokers are. Although strangers, we were close. Fortunately, my husband turned up alive soon afterward. As the Nazis were shooting the last twenty- four Jews, he jumped from the second story of the building where he was, fled and survived. I could write a book about all of this. My son lived and is now eight years old, a handsome Bialystoker lad. I read every article and poem in the wonderful Bia-- lystoker Stimme. It stimulates me and draws me closer to my Bialystoker friends. I ask you to send me future issues of this magazine. Reading through the articles I remember all the beautiful places in Bialystok that no longer exist. All of it is nothing more than a dream. You are all that we have because we are all alone here. You are our brothers and sisters. Please send my regards to all Bialystoker 3611 Sincerely, A Bialystoker Woman in Poland (Editor’s note: We received similar letters at the Bialy- stoker Center in New York from J/andsleit in Romania, Sweden and other countries.) Some of the Famous Jewish Doctors in Bialystok DR. ALEXANDER REIGRODSKY Eye, ear and throat specialist. Active in politics and public life; Vice-Presidnt of the City Council; Chairman of “Toz.” 140 DR. ZALMAN FLATE Practiced in Bialystok for over 20 years; died in 1921. DR. S. CITRON Oldest dentist, having practiced since 1891; initiator of the “Free Kitchen”; Elector to the “First Duma”; Chairman of the Tenants’ League and President of the Medical Society. The Bialystoker Memorial Book