Wednesday, October 22, 2008

The Truth About My Story

The Truth About My Story Is This:
"I prayed to learn my family history and I received exactly what I prayed for."

I have been given absolute proof that prayers will be answered if it will help you to serve God in peace, love, and charity. What an amazing gift I have been given?

I ask that you all keep me in your thoughts that whatever is about to happen, will help me to do what I am asked to do. I believe God has a wonderful plan waiting to unfold.

Terri Hanauer-Brahm

Sunday, October 19, 2008

My family's story is being documented into the United States Holocaust Memorial Museum. I have been on this wonderful journey for 5 years and it is about to come into full fruition, I just feel it. I have wanted to know my family and I have been given so much more than I had ever imagined I would receive. I have wanted to share the amazing truth of their survival with the world and now I am getting that chance. It is truly amazing how God works in our lives. I asked him for the truth and he gave into in so much detail. And he didn't stop with my father's family history; he gave me the truth of my mother's family. Mormon Pioneers from the beginning of the Mormon faith. If you think about it, I have been given a great gift, to be able to see what a miracle my life is. My father by all accounts should not have survived the Holocaust. He was 4 1/2 yrs old when he was sent to the Theresienstadt.

My mother's great grandfather had made 2 trips on the Mormon trail, first in 1854 at the age of 17 with his parents and grandfather, then again in 1864, journaling the entire trip. He met my gg grandmother on the trail, married her on the trail, and she nearly died of typhoid on the trail.

I feel very blessed for this gift. I just want to share with everyone how great our God is. For him to find in me the trust that I would do his will and help people to know how he loves us and his answers to prayers that come in his time.

Terri Hanauer-Brahm

Saturday, October 18, 2008

Hanauer Family narrative

By Terri Hanauer-Brahm

I would like to share my story with you of what I have found out about my family's heritage.

As I grew up, I had questions about my family. I knew my family was from Germany, but other than that, not much else. The only members of my family from Germany that were still alive would not open up to me about what happened to my grandfather or great grandparents.

My Father, Uri Hanauer was born in Berlin, Germany on February 6, 1940. I had no idea that he was a holocaust survivor until after his death on December 5, 1981. My grandmother pulled me aside at my father’s memorial service and told me that she and my father had been in a concentration camp during WWII. She said she needed to tell me this so I would understand why my father was never open with me about his childhood. I asked her the name of the camp and she would not tell me.

In 2002 my grandfather’s sister, Ilse had told me the name of the camp that my father, grandmother and great grandfather were taken to. It was Terezin (Theresienstadt) located in the Czech Republic. I started looking on the web for information on Theresienstadt and learned there was a museum in Israel that had the records of when people were transported to the camp. I had contacted the museum and they sent me copies of the transport documents for both my father and my grandmother. This was the beginning of my quest to learn the whole truth about my family’s survival during the holocaust. The only problem was that the 3 members of my family who had survived were now all deceased.

I then started sending emails to various German agencies on what I knew about my family, which at this point was very little. Fortunately my great aunt Ilse had given me names of some of my relatives just before her death in 2002.

I started out by not knowing anything about my family. I have learned the following from documents I have obtained from many agencies around the world starting in 2003. The notebook that holds these documents is 5” thick and filled. I have added another note book with correspondences I have had with The International Red Cross, historians, authors and German’s who knew my family during the war:

My grandfather’s name was Hans Heinz Hanauer and he was born on June 19, 1918 in Berlin.

My grandfather Hans and grandmother Ursula were married April 30, 1940 in Paderborn, Germany. Almost 3 months after my father’s birth.

On March 3, 1941, Hans had been warned not to leave his hiding place, because an arrest warrant had been issued against him. He was a member of an underground organization that had been plotting the assassination of Hitler and the organization had been infiltrated by a Nazi spy. Hans did not believe he would be arrested and he left his hiding place. As soon as he was spotted on the street, he was arrested.

Hans was then transported to the train station where he boarded the train that would be taking him to the labor camp, Gut Winkel in Spreenhagen. My father was with my grandmother at the train station where my grandfather had been taken. They were there to see him off. A soldier had asked my grandmother to hold my father, because he was trying to run to the train to be with his father. As Hans sat on the train, the wife of one of the soldier’s had given him a pen and piece of paper so he could write a note to my grandmother. The letter was hand delivered to my grandmother by the wife of a soldier that was on the train. My father’s half brother had given this letter to me in 2003. I had it translated right away. This is the exact translation:

3. III.41.

My Dear Love!

Now at day’s end I want to send a few lines. At noon you were standing by the train and I thought you had already left. Just as the train started to pull out, the wife of one of the soldiers said that you are still there. I looked right away but you had already started to walk away. That made me so sad because you were standing there and I didn’t look to see if you are still there.

That is the reason I wanted to write to you immediately so you will know that I am always with you in thought and I will always be thinking about you when there may be bad days like maybe today. Always know that there is someone thinking about you.

Dear Ursula I hope you won’t have to suffer because of me, I hope all will be good again. I am hoping to hear from you, so I can stop worrying about you. Greetings and kisses from your loving, sometimes a little stupid

Give Uri a kiss from Pappa.

Written on side of postcard from the wife of one of the soldiers who had hand delivered note to my grandmother Ursula:
“You do not know me but I am sending greetings, Ester Binder”.

Hans spent 2 years in Gut Winkel. This labor camp was set up to educate young Jewish men and women in agriculture and wood working so they could immigrate to Palestine.

Hans was transported from Gut Winkel to Auschwitz on March 4, 1943. There were 1159 people on the train and Hans was the 983rd person registered on the manifest. Hans was registered on the manifest as Hans Heinz Israel Hanauer. Hans arrived in Auschwitz on March 6, 1943 and was given the prison #106433. Hans was murdered in Auschwitz on March 31, 1943.

Both of my great grandfathers were Jewish and both of my great grandmothers were Christian.

My great grandfather (Ursula’s father) Jonas Rosenfeld had been incarcerated on 3 occasions. He documented all of the dates in a journal that my father’s half brother had. I had made a copy of this journal in 2003
Jonas was held in a facility on Rosenstrasse (Rose St.) in Berlin with over 10,000 other Jewish men, women and children. This was from February 27, 1943 until March 8, 1943. This was to be the last evacuation of the remaining Jews in Berlin, most of which were in mixed marriages (Christian/Jews). When the Christian wives of the Jewish men found out they were being held there, they began to go to the building and protest against the detainment of their spouses. The protest actually ended on March 6, 1943. The prisoners were released in alphabetical order one by one. Because Jonas’ last name was Rosenfeld, his release date was March 8, 1943.

There was a movie released in 2003 and made by German director Margarethe Von Trotta named “Rosenstrasse”. I saw this movie in 2005, and at that time I had no idea that my family had been involved in it. I actually purchased the movie the very next day, because I felt compelled to watch it again. It would be about 5 months later that I would go to the copied journal looking for birthdates of Jonas’ family members. As I was going through his notes I came across the translations of his dates of arrest. I was in shock when I saw in his own handwriting the date 27 Feb. 1943 until 8 Mar. 1943.

I had been told that my family was protected by my great grandmother’s Christian heritage. My great grandmother Emma Tscharntke-Rosenfeld died on August 16, 1944. On August 21, 1944, my father, grandmother and great grandfather were arrested. On September 8, 1944, the three of them were transported to Theresienstadt. They were liberated on June 7, 1945 and returned to Berlin. They left Berlin on May 29, 1946 on the SS Mariner and arrived in New York on June 18, 1946.

I was contacted by Michael Schneeberger in August of 2007. He was with the Ephraim Gustav Hoelein Genealogy Project of the Ronald S. Lauder Foundation located in Wuerzburg. He said my email was forwarded to him from an office in Berlin that had received my email over a year earlier. Michael had located information on my family which was held in Lower Franconia and created a family tree for me. In September 2007, I received my family tree that traced my Hanauer family back to Abraham Hanauer born in 1727 in Wiesenfeld, Bavaria. Michael had done a lot of research and had documented on property that was taken from my family, which included Gestapo numbers placed on the property. He had also included camps where my family were taken and murdered.

I have found 3 extended family members, 1 of which I have linked to my family. His name is Mike Jones and he lives in England. We have all come together through a website that bares our family name, Hanauer.

According to the German government, my grandfather Hans and grandmother Ursula were considered “Mischlinge” (half-breed). This was the label given to Christian Jews. All who were of Jewish heritage were mandated to take new middle names as they registered, “Israel” for males and “Sara” for females. This was how the Jews were identified by the Nazi’s.

My great grandfather Max Hanauer owned a women’s clothing factory in Berlin. It had been taken away from him during the holocaust and was destroyed during the bombings. In October, 2007 I received from a distant relative in Buenos Aires, Argentina a copy of listed addresses for businesses in Berlin in 1927. It shows my great grandfather, Max Hanauer’s name, address and what type of business he owned.

My great grandmother Frieda Hanauer had sewn all of Max Hanauers’ mother’s jewelry into the hem of her clothing. She had also sewn family pictures into the lining of her dresses. There are over 200 photos dating back to the mid 1800’s that were saved.

My great grandparents, Max and Frieda Hanauer were hidden in a small cabin in Grunau, just outside of Berlin. This was the property of a woman named Lotte Mader who was an employee of my grandfather’s clothing factory. I have learned this from Tutti. Tutti was an employee of my great grandfather’s factory. She was friends of Ilse and Hans and she decided that it was time for our family to know the truth of what happened during the war. In 2005, Tutti had sent me a bowl and plate that my grandfather Hans had made as an apprentice and had given to her in the late 30’s.

I have documented Max Hanauer’s voyage to America in 1903. On the manifest, it showed him as a Brewer from Berlin. He had over $400 cash at the time he arrived to Ellis Island.

He traveled from New York to Salt Lake City to spend time with 3 cousins living there who owned the HANAUER SMELTING WORKS UTAH at Salt Lake City, Utah. From there he went to San Francisco, where he survived the San Francisco earthquake of 1906. He had taken 2 panoramic pictures of the devastation and I have the copies. My cousin Juliette Hanauer has the originals. He went back to Germany sometime in 1906. I am still trying to find out where he had traveled and when he actually left America.

My great-great grandfather David Hanauer was a Hops and Barley trader in Bavaria. His brother’s owned farms and were the growers of the hops and barley. He traded in Russia and China. My cousin, Mike Jones had told me that one of the Hanauer brother’s had owned a tobacco farm in Bavaria.

There were many Hanauers’ that were murdered during the holocaust.

I would like to share my story with the world. I know there are many stories already published about the holocaust, but I do believe mine has many pieces of German history not really known to the world.

Every word written is the truth backed by documentation from many sources. The United States Holocaust Memorial Museum has documented many pictures of my family and I have donated my father’s ID card and his release card from Theresienstadt to the USHMM.

This book is a testimonial to how God has answered my prayers. I had prayed to learn my family history and I was given the most amazing documentation.

As I finalized my father’s family documentation, my mother asked me to start on her genealogy. Now, that is a whole other story that holds an amazing tracking of her ancestors as Mormon pioneers. I have a feeling I will find a connection between my great grandfather, Max Hanauer and one of my mother’s ancestors in Salt Lake City. It wouldn’t surprise me a bit.

United States Holocaust Memorial Museum

From: Terri Brahm Date: Fri, Oct 17, 2008 at 11:29 PMSubject: Hanauer Family HistoryTo: Rebecca Erbelding-Archives USHMM
Dear Rebecca,

I received your letter today. It is an honor for me to share my family history with you.

I have made copies of all of my documentation and I would also like to submit it into your archives. Should I send it with the DEED OF GIFT letter?

I am meeting with the Head Librarian of the Prescott Library next Friday to possibly exhibit some of my family's belongings that had been hidden during the holocaust and also display some of my documents. I have been able to share my story and documentation with a lot of people and everyone who sees what I have acquired are just amazed at the amount of detailed information I have. This is not just on my father's side, but also on my mother's. Her family members were Mormon's and I have been able to document them all the way back to the Mayflower and beyond.

I had prayed to know the truth about my father's family, but I think God had a different plan for me. He wanted me to know my full heritage and boy is it unbelievable.

I am very thankful to The United States Holocaust Memorial Museum for allowing me to preserve my family's history, before, during and after the Holocaust. It is not only important for this world, but more important for my descendants.

Terri Hanauer-Brahm

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Larry & Cheri Mabbitt

Yesterday afternoon, Larry & Cheri Mabbitt came into my work and gave me a list of publisher's. They feel my research needs to be published. Larry spent the weekend looking for possible publishers. He gave me a list and I picked one to start with to see what would transpire.

Last evening, I had filled out information with Arbor book publishing. I wanted to see what it would cost for me to publish a book on my family research.

I received an email this morning from one of the owners of Arbor and he wrote, "What an extraordinary story you have -- it seems like it has all he hallmarks of a bestseller or major motion picture."

I ask that all who read my post today, please say a prayer for me. I feel it is very important for my history to be shared.

Dear Heavenly Father,

May your will for me today be of the sharing of my family history with the world. You have given me all of this information and I have to believe it is so I can share it with the entire world. May your will be done in my life today. I love you Lord with all my heart, with all my soul, with all my mind, and with all my strength.

In Jesus Name I Pray,

Terri Hanauer-Brahm

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

September 1, 2008-September 23, 2008

By Terri Hanauer-Brahm

Monday, September 1, 2008

Dear Lord,
Thank you for this past (Labor Day) weekend. Thank you for allowing me to grow more in wisdom, in knowledge, in peace, in love, in prosperity, and in happiness.
You have allowed me to have many blessings and I truly thank you for those. I ask that you continue to bless my family and friends and the entire world. Reveal your truths to the world, that all may be saved.
I ask all these truths to be given through the death and resurrection of Jesus,

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

I started reading "The Relationship Principles Of Jesus".

Chapter 1-Nothing Is More Important Than Relationships.

Jesus said, "The most important commandment is this, 'Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength'. 'Love your neighbor as yourself'". Mark 12:28-34

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Matthew 6:33-34

Thursday, September 4, 2008 "Love God With All Your Heart"

Dear Lord Jesus,
I ask that you continue to fill my heart with your unconditional love, that I may be a beacon of your true love.
Please continue to bring anyone who needs to know your true love into my life, so I may share your Glorious gifts of love with them.
You are my savior and I ask that everyone I meet today, see you in me, and in turn you will allow me to see you in them.
May your truths be embedded in my soul.

Friday, September 5, 2008

Dear Lord,
I ask that only your will for my soul to be my path. That through all of my connections to others, your will be done.
Please continue to allow me to do your works of faith, so that I may bring the lost back to you.
Thank you for the faith you have in me and for showering with the many gifts you have placed in my soul.

Saturday, September 6, 2008

To Love God With All Your Mind, You Must Put God's Words Into Your Mind.

Verse to Remember: Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable-if anything is excellent or praiseworthy-think about such things. Philippians 4:8

Dear Lord,
Please help to heal the relationships in my life that are unhealthy. Allow the Holy Spirit to intercede and mend these relationships through Jesus blood and sacrifice.

Sunday, September 7, 2008

No one is outside the bounds of my love.

"Love Your Neighbor As Yourself" Luke 10:27

Who is the person in my life I need to take the risk to love? Kati

Dear Lord,
My salvation lies in the ability to love everyone unconditionally. Please give me the strength to love everyone, even those who may find fault in me and judge me on the faults.
Through Jesus, may I be a servant of your divine love,

Monday, September 8, 2008

Dear Lord,
Teach me to love you with all my heart and soul and mind and strength. And teach me to love my neighbor as myself. I have a lot to learn. Right now Lord, I bring to you a relationship that's on my mind. Would you lead me as I read this book and look at your example to see what to do and how to do it? This week, help me to see just one thing I can do that will make a difference. And Jesus, I can't close this prayer without thanking you for all you've done to create a relationship with me. You know me and you love me and you gave your life for me. Thank you for who you are.
In Jesus Name I Pray,

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Heavenly Father,

I don't have the strength to do this on my own. I'm trusting in your strength to enable me to believe and think and say and do the right thing.
In Jesus Name,

Jesus doesn't want us to try our hardest; he wants us to learn to trust him.

"A new command I give to you: Love one another, as I have loved you, so you must love one another". John 13:34

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

If you've stopped feeling love, the first step is to begin to act with love again.

Let us not become weary in doing good, for the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up. Galatians 6:9

Dear Lord,
I hold up to you my relationships I have with my mother, with Danielle, and with Jonathan. I ask that your loving hand guide us together in your unconditional love. That we all may meet together in your praise and glory.
I ask these things in Jesus name,

Thursday, September 11, 2008

God will never command you to do something he will not give you the power to do.
There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made in perfect love. 1 John 4:18

How can I take a love that's old and allow God to make it new?

To Love All As Thyself.

Friday, September 12, 2008

Jesus took his own emotions seriously, and so he expressed those emotions openly and then chose to act lovingly.
Jesus wept John 11:35

Dear Lord,
Thank you for allowing to show my emotions to everyone and for giving me the strength to deal with those emotions in your loving way.
In Jesus Name I Pray

Saturday, September 13, 2008

Dear Lord,
Please allow me to keep my heart pure love for all. Allow all my relationships to grow in your true love. Allow the people who need me as their teacher to come to me with open hearts and all of us to be complete in your loving way.
May this world come to you and know you as their true God; Father, Son, Spirit.
In Jesus Name I Pray

Sunday, September 14, 2008-Happy Birthday "27th" Danielle

"Heavenly Father, I trust in you for forgiveness instead of trusting myself to earn your favor. I trust you to show me how to live the life you created for me to live".

Accept God's gift. Then respond by passing the gift on to others.

The only way I can find the strength to forgive others is to embrace the fact that Jesus has forgiven me.

God is faithful and reliable. If we confess our sins, he forgives them and cleanses us from everything we have done wrong. 1 John 1:9

Monday, September 15, 2008

I need to grow in my relationships. I pray that I never get beyond being challenged by this incredible promise that I can love others as you have loved us. As I hear the challenge in those words, I choose to turn to you and ask you for the strength to love. As I pray this, I recognize how deeply you love me. I pray that the love you have for me will motivate a love for others that I could never have on my own.
In Your Name I Pray, Jesus

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Dear Lord,
May the words that flow through my lips bring peace and love to all whom I speak with. That I may share in your wisdom and knowledge and be a beacon of my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.
The Gift of your spirit is all we need to have in order for us to fulfill your promise of forgiveness of our sins.
May your blessings be showered on Prescott Valley Christian Church, all of its parishioner's, this community, this country, this world, that all will come to you of their own free will, that your peace will still any pain they may have.
In Jesus Name I Pray These Words

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Dear Lord,
Grant everyone in this world the peace and comfort of your love. That we all may love one another with genuine hearts.
Outreach your hands over the earth and send out the strength to our hearts, that may be softened with your grace and blessings that will carry over to our relationships with others.
May this world find peace and good will true others.
In Jesus Name I Pray

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Dear Lord,
I come to you today with my heart wide open, allowing you to fill it with your blessings of peace and love. That you may allow me to be a disciple of your truths which are written in your book of truths, The Holy Bible.
I am your obedient servant. I will always do your good deeds towards others. Thank you for the confidence you have instilled in my soul, that I may be a true giver of your love.
Father, Son, & Holy Spirit, as one, you fill my cup of faith, peace and love. Thank you for these magnificent gifts.
In Jesus Name I Pray

Friday, September 19, 2008

Dear Lord,
Please guide me to be honest and forthright with everyone I meet and talk to today. Please allow your words to be the words that come from my mouth.
I ask that my life be in your hands everyday and that the love, peace and faith you want this world to see flow out from as a beacon. You have forgiven my every sin and I am most thankful for that. In return, I give my soul to you, to be full of your graces and blessings.
In Jesus Name I Pray

Saturday, September 20, 2008

Dear Heavenly Father,
I put my soul in your hands. You know my family's needs. I ask that our needs be met by your will.
I ask that you continue to bring in our lives the people we need in our lives, that we may touch one another with your Holy Spirit.
Dear Lord, I thank you for the many gifts you have given to me and also thank you for allowing me to share them with so many of your children.
You are awe inspiring. My faith is in you that you will continue to answer my prayers.
In Jesus Name I Pray

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Dear Heavenly Father,
Thank you for this day. Your day of total reverence. I know you have a wonderful day planned for me. To meet and touch the lives of many new people. Thank you for the confidence you instill in my soul, that I may be deemed worthy of your loving touch towards others. I accept your will to help everyone to know you as our father who art in heaven. That your love is the only love we need to share with one another.
In Jesus Name I Pray

Monday, September 22, 2008

Please give the ability to communicate with everyone I am with today. That my words and actions are from your truths.
Allow me the ability to overcome obstacles of darkness if they come into my relationships with others.
I am your obedient servant who only has your wishes to fulfill. Let my relationships reflect your love and peace. Give me the power to overcome any disagreements which may arise, giving me the wisdom and knowledge of your words, that I may speak only your truths.
In Jesus Name I Pray

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Dear Heavenly Father,
I ask for your strength today, that I may not be judgmental towards others. I do not want to be a hypocrite. Please show me the way to be an example of your truth in integrity. I want to show mercy in my actions and words.
Please allow me the gifts of non-judgment and care for all mankind. Take away the plank in my eye, so that I may in turn help remove the speck from fellow man's eye.
Please allow the Holy Spirit to be my guide.
In Jesus Name I Pray

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

While Growing Up

"Wherever there was music, I would dance."

Monday, June 30, 2008

My brother, Kenny and I in 1967.

Saturday, June 28, 2008

Many Friends Have Come And Gone

By Terri Hanauer-Brahm

Many friends have come and gone,
Like waves of life from dusk to dawn.

The friendship I have found in Jesus our Lord,
Has been by far the greatest reward.

Now I look at new friends with Jesus in mind,
And in their faces his love I'll find.

With open arms and open ears,
To share with me in my joys and tears.

Jesus has invited us all to share,
For all salvation, we all must care.

Give of yourself both heart and mind,
To our one and only savior, who is all so kind.

God's forgiveness has no end,
His proof is in his son he sent.

Our lives are his, which we must live,
Our hearts are ours, which we must give.

Eternal Father, whose love has come,
Lead us forever toward your heavenly kingdom.


The Daily Courier September 02, 2003

War ravages family historyPrescott Valley woman probes heritage
Tuesday, September 02, 2003
By DORINE GOSS The Daily Courier
PRESCOTT VALLEY -- Terri Brahm is looking for her heritage.
She is the daughter of a German man who was not quite 5 years old on Sept. 8, 1944, when the Gestapo took him and his mother and placed them in a Jewish ghetto called Theresienstadt. They sent his father, Hans, to Auschwitz and he died there. He was 34.
Terri's father, who was born Uri Hanauer on Feb. 6, 1940, changed his name to Ralph when he became an American citizen in 1952. His citizenship certificate shows a grinning 12-year-old. He was thrilled finally to have an American name.

Uri Hanauer took the name Ralph when he became an American citizen in 1952. His daughter, Terri Brahm of Prescott Valley, said he was so happy to have an American name.

He was one of 15,000 children who entered the prison camp between 1941 and 1945. Only 132 children survived. His mother, Ursula, was pregnant when she entered the camp. She gave birth to twins and the Germans took the newborns away immediately. She never saw them again.
The Jewish family had escaped capture until September 1944 because Ursula's mother was Christian and she hid them in her Berlin home for the first several years of the war.
Her father and grandparents had a chance to go to Israel, said the Prescott Valley woman, but Ursula wouldn't leave her ill mother. When the mother died, the family lost their hiding place.
The nine months that her father spent in the concentration camp when he was 4 and 5 years old changed his life, his daughter said.
She remembers him saying, "There is no God. He wouldn't have let this happen." Other than that, he didn't talk much about the five years of his life before he came to the United States.
"I knew he'd been in a concentration camp. I knew something bad had happened, but I didn't know to what extent.
"We were close, and he was very protective of me. I never knew why. He probably was afraid he was going to lose me."
Unfortunately, when she was 20, Terri lost her father. He drowned in a boating accident in San Diego in 1981. He was 41.
She and her father had never reached that point in their lives in which they could sit down together and talk about his life, about her grandparents and her great-grandparents. He had confided only the basics to her mother.
When Terri started developing a real interest in her family history about five years ago, her grandmother already was suffering from Alzheimer's disease. That left only her great-aunt Ilse, her father's aunt, but she was reluctant to talk about the family's experiences during the World War II years.
She did tell the Prescott Valley woman about her great-grandfather, Max Hanauer, who invented the raincoat and built a brick factory to manufacture the raincoats in Berlin. He had come to San Francisco in the early 1900s, but returned to Germany after the 1906 earthquake. Terri has photographs that her grandfather took after the earthquake.
She said he built the Behrens Bauman Nachfolger raincoat factory in Berlin, probably in about 1909, and that in the late 1930s the Nazis took the factory away from the family. But that's all Terri knows.
Aunt Ilse died in December, and she had started "to open up" only just before she died.
Terri has started to do some research, but has run into brick walls because she doesn't speak German and she's not even sure where to start. Hanauer is a fairly common German name, although she does know that her family originally is from Bavaria.
Her aunt Ilse had told her that Jewish families destroyed personal records during the war to protect themselves from the Nazis. And that makes the search even more difficult.
She'd like to talk to anyone who could help direct her research or anyone who has heard of the Behrens Bauman Nachfolger factory in Berlin.
While she searches for more information about the family's factory and her family history, she has a few mementos to cherish. Not long ago a cousin found a worn envelope in a box that had been stored in the garage.
The envelope contained her father's "transport papers" -- his official release papers from Theresienstadt -- dated June 1945. She also has papers that permitted him to come to the United States on Aug. 23, 1945.
She has his junior high school diploma from a school in the Bronx, City of New York, and honor certificates for music, art and English.
While she has a little more of her father's history, she'd still like to know more about the family heritage and the factory.
Use tbrahm@cable to contact Terri by e-mail or phone her during work hours at 759-3171.

Thursday, June 19, 2008

Happy 90th Birthday Grandfather Hans

Friday, June 13, 2008

Message for the day

I make it a point to spend at least 45 minutes each morning to pray and read the bible. Everyday I learn more and more about the love Our Father has for us. I found todays message to be very profound and I wanted to share it with all who follow my blog.

From the Book of Acts 17:24 - 31
"The God who made the world and everything in it is Lord of heaven and earth and does not live in temples built by hands.
And he is not served by human hands, as if he needed anything, because he himself gives all men life and breath and everything else. From one man he made every nation of men, that they should inhabit the whole earth; and he determined the times set for them and the exact places where they should live. God did this so that men would seek him and perhaps reach out for him and find him, though he is not far from each one of us. For in him we live and move and have our being.' As some of your own poets have said, 'We are his offspring.'
"Therefore since we are God's offspring, we should not think that the divine being is like gold or silver or stone - an image made by man's design and skill. In the past God overlooked such ignorance, but now he commands all people everywhere to repent.
For he has set a day when he will judge the world with justice by the man he has appointed. He has given proof of this to all men by raising him from the dead."

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Requesting prayers for my son Jonathan

Please pray for my son Jonathan, that he get the help he needs from the mental health system in our state. He desperately needs to be evaluated and maybe some in-patient hospitalization.

Friday, June 6, 2008

A story my mom just told me

When I was 4 years old, my parents had seperated for a short time. I was staying with my grandfather at his dry cleaners he owned on Fountain Avenue in Hollywood during this time. He had living quarters above the shop. Evidently Bill Medley and Bobby Hatfield (The Righteous Brothers) lived across the street from the cleaners in the Fountain Manor Apartments and they were regular customer's of my grandfathers. My mom said I used to ask them for their change when they came into the cleaners and one day I followed one of them home and they had to bring me back to the cleaners.

She remembered that story when she saw that Bill Medley was going to be performing in Prescott at Yavapai College on February 21, 2009. She thought he may remember me if I told him the story. This is going back 43 years, I'm not sure he would remember anything from that long ago. But wouldn't it be fun if he did and I was able to hear his side of the story.

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

Prayer's answered

Just how amazing is our Lord? I am here to testify that my prayer's have been answered.
As most of you know, I have made the decision to close Terri's Floors. It was very difficult for me to accept this as God's will. I just couldn't imagine that God would want me to close my store, since I was being able to witness to so many people through it.

On Sunday, May 18th, 2008, while in church, I was questioning God's reasons for making it so obvious it was time to close the doors to this chapter in my life. What was I going to do now? How was I going to be the disciple God had in mind for me? I cried throughout the service, questioning God. As I was walking out of the worship hall to greet Matt Showalter, Pastor of Prescott Valley Christian Church, I was approached by a friend, Louise who could tell that I was crying. She asked me if I was okay and I whispered in her ear, "I have to close my store". She said, "What"? I said it again and as the words left my mouth, I broke down again in sadness. Here I am just balling like a baby, walking to greet the Pastor. As I approach him, he looks into my eyes and grabs both of my hands and starts to say, " Terri, I know this is a very difficult" before he could finish his sentence, I turn away from him to leave, I just couldn't handle the emotions that were tearing my soul apart. As I turned Matt's wife, Eileen passed in front of me as I headed for the door, she looked at me and grabbed me in an embrace that felt so comforting. She began to pray for me. As she prayed for me I felt the anguish that filled my heart just melt away. I felt Jesus working through her to console me. If Eileen had not taken me into her arms and prayed for me, I don't think I would have received the faith that everything was going to be okay. I believe Eileen was guided to me by the Holy Spirit. She was to give the comfort that no matter what was happening in my life right now, I had God's love to help me through it. Eileen held me in her arms at my lowest point and asked Jesus to take my sorrows from me. There is no question that Jesus answered that prayer.

As I went about my day, I had no worry's. I knew everything was going to be okay.

I had prayed in Jesus name to know what I was supposed to do next. I thought my calling was to be directed in the area of working with the disabled. That was the intention I sent out to Our Father. I wanted to find a job that would allow me to work in a group home setting.

On Wednesday, May 28th, I received a phone call from Dan Hussey, owner of B & L Flooring, he wanted to schedule a meeting with me for Friday. I agreed to meet with him.

He and his wife, Julie came into the store and we all sat in the showroom to talk. It was the most amazing conversation, mostly focused on the Lord. I knew Jesus was there in all of our hearts. I was offered a position at B & L Flooring. Not only would I be able to continue to service my customer's, Dan offered to handle the warranty's of Terri's Floors customer's. What a blessing I was being given? How could I turn down the opportunity to continue my work through the Lord?

Pastor Matt told me, "God is using you to touch people's lives." What an amazing gift God has placed in me? I will continue to bring people closer to God's loving embrace through our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. My prayer for this world is, for all to know the unconditional love that God has for everyone. We are all his children and he wants us all to be saved through Jesus.

John 16:24
Until now you have not asked for anything in my name. Ask and you will receive, and your joy will be complete.

This is my personal prayer:

Dear Lord,

Please come into my heart and guide me to someone in need of your love. Please allow me to share your word with all who need you in their life. Please allow me to be a disciple of your truth. I am your servant and I will do your will through the guidance of the Holy Spirit. May all who I meet today, know you are with them.

I ask this in Jesus name,

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

My Poetry

By Terri Hanauer-Brahm

May 22, 1983

My Father
I see my father in a picture,
Looking into his smile so free.
Feeling the love he held for me,
Remembering his time and dream.
Making him proud in his place beyond,
Letting him know I have found my goal.
Writing everything that comes to mind,
With my father deep in my soul.

May 23, 1983

The Wind
Feel the wind against your skin,
Listen to the whistling of the trees,
Breath the freshness that it sends,
Caressing everything with its breeze.

May 5, 1983

My Love
My love is for thee,
Thee who brings me happiness.
To you, I am yours,
Yours to give all my best.
My love overwhelms me,
Me who feels your every touch.
God giveth me to you,
You who holds so much.
Give me your love,
Love which holds no bounds,
And I shall return to you,
You who I have found.

May 18, 1983

Destination of Life
What are the destination's of life?
Are we going in the right direction?
Whose to tell the truth of our lives?
Are we there with no recollection?
Where do we go from here?
How are we suppose to know?
Is there a force to show the way?
Has he the power to help us grow?
Give to us the strength we need,
To find our destination,
For we are the children of life,
going through life damnation.

May 22, 1983

I sit and look out the window,
Watching the people in motion.
Knowing that all are so different,
Going through life with no notion.
Living only from day to day,
Always looking for the greatest happiness.
Receiving the good and bad of life,
Setting goals to have the best.

August 15, 1983

Dusty roads going through my mind.
Driving on the particles of life.
Continuing into the light of love.
Following signs of all directions.
No awareness of fear or danger.
Going down the road of true happiness.

August 15, 1983

Endless Time
Oceans flowing through my veins,
Winds blowing through my mind.
Feeling nature take it's course,
Into the direction of endless time.

August 15, 1983

I Believe
I believe in dreams,
For they are forever new.
I believe in happiness,
For in life it gets you through.
I believe in myself for I know me,
I believe in you for all that I see.
Believing is the start,
Believing is all we need.
For believing is you and I,
With no jealousy or greed.

A Man's Eyes
I look in the mirror,
What do I see? Ugly.
I look in a man's eyes,
What does he see? Beauty.
How can I see ugly,
And man see beauty?
Are my eye's deceiving me,
Or do man's eye's only see beauty?
Whatever it is,
I hope that it never ends.

January 15, 1984

Dream Along With Me
Someone say, "Hello,"
Are you friend or foe?
Gifts of smile's around,
Shine from sky to ground.
Words of yesterday,
Brighten up the skies of gray.
Come along with me,
Feel the life of free.

Silence can be the sound of an empty room,
Or the awkward stillness of two people who just met.
Silence can be the sound of nothing.
Silence can be the alleyway at night.
Silence can forbid you to enter,
Or force you to leave.
Silence can be pleasant,
Like the stir of the breeze,
Blowing through the trees.
Or it can be a world full of dreams.

Friday, May 16, 2008

A new chapter is unfolding

As a small business owner in Retail Floor Covering sales, I have been affected by the economic meltdown that is unfolding across this country to the magnitude of being forced out of business.

My store was successful before the doors opened for business 3 years ago. I had loyal customer's who would stop by to watch the progress of the store being built, giving me encouragement and placing there faith in me that I would make it a success. And I did. I worked the first year and half all by myself, doing every duty that needed to be done. I was allowed to prove to myself that if I put my life in God's hands, he would bring the people into my life that I needed to help. And by putting my life in God's hands he made sure that I knew he would always be here with me.

Now I can fondly look back and see how truly successful I was. I had the most amazing people enter my life through my store. How fortunate I was to be able to experience the amount of success my store brought me in such a short period of time.

I can't be sad at the prospect of possibly closing my store. This was a chapter in my life that has a happy ending. I can honestly say that the people I was able to serve at Terri's Floors were satisfied with their end result.


I believe God has a more important chapter written for me that I must begin now.

I hope that anyone who reads this knows they are a child of God and he loves us all very much.

Thursday, May 15, 2008

My Daddy's Doodle's book created by Me 10/26/03

Newspaper article about my family research 1/16/08

Local news : Family research newspaper article

January 16, 2008
Long search for family heritage worth it to Prescott Valley woman
By Cheryl Hartz
Prescott Valley Tribune
With the new year, some folks may resolve to climb their family trees to learn about their ancestors. For those with no idea how to go about it, Prescott Valley resident Terri Brahm sets a good example.
Brahm did not know until after his death in 1981 her father, Ralph Uri Hanauer, had been in a German concentration camp.
“He never talked about it,” Brahm said.
But learning that fact from her grandmother led her on an eventual odyssey of discovery – to know more about those who died and to find surviving family members.
“You hear stories of Holocaust survivors, but usually not stories of those who died,” she said.
But “life intervened” as she raised a family, so she didn’t think seriously about gathering information until about 1997 after further conversation with her grandmother, who was in the early stages of Alzheimer’s.
In 2002, her Great Aunt Ilse told her her grandfather’s name (Ilse’s brother, Hans) and the name of the concentration camp where her father had been.
In 2005, Ilse’s best friend, Tutta, sent Brahm an heirloom bowl and plate from Germany. Hans, a wood apprentice, had given them to Tutta as gifts.
Brahm began to dig in earnest, for a specific reason.
“I’m so afraid the lineage ends with my granddaughter. She’s my driving force, so she will know her heritage when she grows up.”
Through countless letters and hours of computer research, Brahm traced her paternal family history back to 1727 and her maternal line to 1529.
What most interests her, however, is uncovering the tragedies of World War II.
“I have asked God for help every single day because I want to know the truth,” she said.
Her father, Uri Hanauer, was only 4 when the Nazis sent him and his mother, Ursula, from their home in Berlin to Theresienstadt in 1944. The Gestapo had sent his Jewish father, Hans, to the labor camp Gut Winkel in 1941, and to Auschwitz in 1943.
“Hans was murdered there,” Brahm said, when he was just 24.
She has copies of the train transport list from the Holocaust Museum in Washington, D.C., and copies of papers showing his prisoner number and death date. She still wants to find the arrest warrant so she will know charges for his arrest and how he died.
“I don’t know what his crime was,” she said.
Brahm knows the Nazis had ignored the family for so long because Ursula’s mother’s Christianity had “protected” them until she died.
“Families that were half Christian were supposed to be protected if they stayed away from the synagogue and as long as the Christian spouse lived,” Brahm said. “My great aunt told me, ‘Your grandfather was not supposed to die.’ I didn’t know what she meant.”
It turns out a member of the Social Democratic Party had warned Hans to stay hidden because of his affiliation with people not of the Nazi mindset. Nazis arrested Hans when he left his hiding place.
Brahm also has a letter Hans wrote to his wife, Ursula, while on the train to Gut Winkel apologizing for ignoring the warnings. He signed it, “Your sometimes a little stupid, Hans.”
“It hurts when I read the letter he wrote to my grandmother,” Brahm said.
Uri gained release in 1945, one of only 132 children of the 15,000 who entered the prison camp to survive. Ursula went free, as well.
Ursula’s father, Jonas Rosenfeld, had earlier been held at Rosenstrasse, but earned release when 600 Christian women, including his wife, protested that their Jewish husbands and children were wrongly incarcerated.
Uri Hanauer took the name Ralph when he became a U.S. citizen at age 12. He kept his past hidden from his children.
The past of Uri’s Jewish grandfather, Max Hanauer, brings more questions than answers for Brahm. She learned he lived in America from 1903 to 1906, surviving the San Francisco earthquake.
She knows he served in the German army in World War I, somehow had protection during WWII and didn’t have to take the middle name of Israel on his documents, as other Jewish men were forced to do. She has a photograph of him wearing a German officer’s uniform and playing chess with Russian soldiers.
She wonders why some of her family history is so well documented. She knows some of the family possessed great wealth and owned lots of property, but not what happened to it. She doesn’t have death dates for either Max Hanauer or Jonas Rosenfeld.
What she does have is stacks of paperwork, pictures and some antique jewelry her grandmother sewed into her clothing when she left home. The jewelry passed to Ilse. Ilse, a blue-eyed blonde, had lived with Tutta and her husband in Berlin, and shared an ID card with Tutta. The girlfriends would go out into the city one at a time. The Nazis never caught on.
Although the road to family knowledge has been winding, Brahm said the information is out there for the curious.
“Anybody who wants to can find out about their heritage,” she said. “It has paid off for me.”
A good place to start research, she said, is at the LDS free site,

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

My great grandfather Max Hanauer

Max standing far right with Russian soldier's during WWI

Max after WWII

Max was born on March 23, 1880 in Wuerzburg, Bavaria.
Max was a brewer in Berlin before he came to America in 1903.
Came to America:Port of Departure: Cuxhaven, Hamburg, GermanyShip of Travel: DeutschlandArrived at Ellis Island: May 1, 1903Age on Arrival: 23 years oldMax had $365.00 cash when he arrived in America
Max was in America from 1903 to 1906. He was in Salt Lake City for a while with relatives and then went to San Francisco.
He survived the 1906 San Francisco Earthquake. He took 2 panoramic pictures of the devastation. He went back to Berlin in 1906(?).Max was a high ranking officer During WWI in Germany.He married my great grandmother, Frieda Teske on December 7, 1915.
They had owned a Raincoat Factory before WWII. Address: SW29, Zossoner Strasse, 2711
The factory was confiscated by the Nazi's and was destroyed by American Bomber planes during the war.
My great grandparents survived the war by hiding in a small cabin in Grunau. A woman named Lotti Mader owned this cabin. She was an employee of my great grandfathers factory.
Max had gone to Berlin every week with a rucksack on his back. Max wore a Bavarian costume with a great wrap, which covered his Jewish star. His neighbors in Grunau were told that the Hanauers came from the Bavarian country, where they had lost their home through bombs. It was a believable story because Max had spoken very well in the Bavarian dialect. He was born in Wurzburg, Bavaria, on Mar. 23, 1880.
Max had before the war belonged to the "Bayern-Verein" (Bavaria club). My grandfather Hans and his sister Ilse Hanauer were made to go each Sunday to this club. This club offended them both because Jews were not allowed.

Growing up

My birth announcement
My 6th grade yearbook from Wonderland Avenue School.

Friend from Wonderland Avenue School Sherry Goffin, daughter of
Carole King and Gerry Goffin.
Friend from Wonderland Avenue School Kim Washington

Friend from Wonderland Avenue School Jill Smith

Friend's from Wonderland Avenue School. Helen Carmean and Rae Dawn Chong,
daughter of Tommy Chong
Me and my grandpa Del's monkey in the paper.

My 9th birthday party with me at the left and my grandma ZG serving punch.

My 9th birthday party with my friends.

My cousin Tina and I at ballet class

Me at ballet class

Dancing at Herbert and Purcilla White's home.

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

My grandmother ZG as the star of "The Merry Widow"

My grandmother ZG pictured far right with some of her co-stars in a press picture.
She was the star of the play. My brother Kenny, cousin Dean and I were cast as her children in the play.

A scene from "The Greatest Story Ever Told".

My grandma ZG is standing behind the blonde woman

that is to the left of the left palm leaf.

Can you find Jamie Farr in the picture?

My GG Grandfather John Theophilus Gerber's 1864 Journal

This is a journal written by my great great grandfather, John Theophilus Gerber.
This was his second wagon train. His first trip on the Mormon Trail was from St. Louis, Missouri to the Great Salt Lake in 1854, when he was 17 years old and was made with his parents and siblings.

Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel, 1847–1868 Gerber, John Theophilus
Birth Date: 7 Apr. 1837 Death Date: 24 Dec. 1920 Gender: Male Age: 26 Company: William Hyde Company (1864)
Pioneer Information: returning missionary; married Anna Maria Knapp (Ruopp) en route Aug. 28
Sources: "List of Immigrants," Deseret News, 19 Oct. 1864, 18. Read Trail Excerpt Source Locations Ancestral File Source Locations Gerber, John T., Journal, in Journal History of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, 26 Oct. 1864, 3-9. Read Trail Excerpt Source Locations Mormon Immigration Index Source Locations

Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel, 1847–1868 Source of Trail Excerpt: Gerber, John T., Journal, in Journal History of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, 26 Oct. 1864, 3-9. Read Trail Excerpt: Elder John T[heophilus]. Gerber, a returned missionary, who crossed the plains in Capt. Wm. Hyde's company, kept a daily journal of the journey, from which we cull the following in his own language.
I joined Capt. Wm. Hyde's company numbering [blank space] souls and 62 wagons chiefly Perpetual Emigrating Fund Emigrants. We started from Wyoming this afternoon about 6 o'clock bound for G. S. L. City.
Traveled about one mile and camped on the prairie where the grass wood and water were good and plentiful. The weather was fine.
Wednesday, Aug. 10. I returned from Wyoming on business. The camp moved about 4 miles, and I returned to camp as the company was making their evening corral. At this camping place several independent wagons caught up with us .
Thursday, Aug. 11. The brethren in camp were busy weighing out provisions to the company.
Friday, Aug 12. This morning we buried a little child. The company moved about 9 miles and camped on a creek which was partly dry, but wood and grass was plentiful.
Saturday, Aug. 13. The camp moved about 12 miles and camped on a small creek where the wood and grass was good. A sister died after we had made our encampment.
Sunday, Aug. 14. Capt. Hyde received a dispatch to the effect that he should lay over, or make a very short drives, until Capt. Warren G. Snow's train would be close behind us, as the Indians are very hostile ahead. We buried the sister who died last night and also her little son and two other children. In the evening a heavy rain set in, accompanied by thunder and lightning.
Monday, Aug. 15. Nothing unusual to Camp life happened, there are were still a number of sick in camp, chiefly sufferers with diarreah [diarrhea]. It rained part of the day.
Tuesday, Aug. 16. I wrote out a list of rations for the company. Bro. John L. Smith lent me one of his revolvers to carry across the plains. We burried another brother. The day was stormy.
Wednesday, Aug. 17. Bro. John L. Smith tried out pistols in shooting at the target. Another person was buried. e traveled About 10 o'clock up a hill about a mile distant to a healthier place. The weather was beautiful.
Thursday, Aug. 18. We broke up our encampment about 8:30 a.m., traveled about 5 miles when we hauled for noon on a small creek where the grass was good and wood plenty.
Sunday, Aug. 28. During the past few days I have been very busy attending to camp duties, waiting on the sick, etc. Travelers reported that the Indians were very troublesome ahead. Bros. Jos[eph]. W. Young and Batey came from Bro. Snow's camp to pay us a visit. After they had counseled with Capt. Hyde and the brethren concerning our camp arrangements, I asked Bro. Young for permission to marry Sister Mary Knapp; he cheerfully granted the request. After attending Bro. [Daniel] Clark's funeral, we broke for camp about 1 p.m., and traveled 9 miles and camped about sundown near Bro. [Warren Stone] Snow's camp on the Platte river. Mary and myself dressed up preparatory to being married. We attended meeting in the center of the corral about 8 p.m. After singing Capt. Hyde made a few remarks concerning camp duties. Bro. Smith announced to the saints my desire to be united in marriage to Miss Anna Mary Knapp and asked if there were any objections. There being none, he performed the ceremony making Sister Knapp and myself man and wife. After this Bro. John W. Young preached and counseled the saints. After meeting a number of the Elders and Saints congratulated us. We retired to our tent with Bro. and Sis. [Carl Christian and Matilda Sophia] Schramm and Sis. L. [Lisetta Margrethe Elizabeth] Dolder took supper with us. I retired with my wife about 11 o'clock. The weather was fine.
Monday, Aug. 29. After attending the funeral of Sister [Mary Ann Jolley] Miller at 7 o'clock a.m., we traveled about 8 miles and nooned. In the afternoon we traveled, several miles further and traveled bout 7 miles from the Platte River, where grass was plentiful. We used buffalo chips for fuel. My wife complained of being very sore footed, she having walked nearly the whole distance since the company left Wyoming.
Tuesday, Aug. 30. We broke up our encampment at 7 o'clock a.m. I was appointed officer of the day to follow up behind the train and see that no one was left behind. We traveled 8 miles and nooned about 8 miles from Ft. Kearney. We resumed the journey about 2 p.m. and encamped an hour later on the west side of Ft. Kearney. We are now 145 miles from Wyoming. The mail has stopped running on account of Indian troubles along the line. Also emigrant and merchant trains have been stopped temporarily on account of the hostile attitude of the Indians. Here we also overtook Bros. A[rnold]. Bischoff[,] [Jacob] Burgener and J[ohannes]. Winckler and families who started from Wyoming with horse teams, they joined us.
Wednesday, Aug. 31. I assisted Bro. [Alexander] Ross in issuing rations to the company. We traveled 7 miles in the forenoon and six miles in the afternoon; camped on the Platte river where the feed was good and water plentiful.
Thursday, Sept. 1. Bro. [Jacob] Niifenegyer's [Nieffenegger's] child was buried. We broke up our encampment about 8 o'clock a.m., traveled 10 miles and nooned. In the afternoon we traveled 5 miles and camped near Plumb Creek. While making our corral, a number of soldiers (cavalry and artillery) passed us, accompanied by some Indians. We saw horsemen stations on the hill south of us.
Friday, Sept. 2. Mother [Jane Haddon] Lyne's [Line's] funeral took place this morning. We resumed our journey at 8 o'clock a.m., passed a camp of soldiers and some Indians on Plumb Creek traveled 6 miles and nooned. In the afternoon we traveled 10 miles and camped about dusk on the Platte river. The cattle were driven across the river to feed. About 500 Indians are reported to be in the camp within one mile of us.
Saturday, Sept. 3. Prayer meeting was held in camp at 7:50 a.m. We traveled about 7 miles in the forenoon and 9 miles in the afternoon and encamped on the Platte river where feed was scarce.
Today a woman in Mr. Batie's freight train was run over and instantly killed.
Sunday, Sept. 4. We traveled about 9 miles in the forenoon and six miles in the afternoon and camped for the night on the river where the feed was good. A rainstorm, accompanied by heavy thunder and lightning visited us.
Monday, Sept. 5. At 6 o'clock p.m. Sister A[nna]. Stayner [Steiner] was buried. We broke camp at 7 o'clock a.m. traveled 12 miles and nooned by a vacated station. All the ranchers and station keepers on the road so far have fled from the Indians. A Sister Smith was buried here. In the afternoon, in continuing our journey, we crossed Cottonwood Creek, where a few soldiers are stationed; camped three miles west of Hinman's range and drove the cattle into a pasture for the night. The weather was cloudy all day and a rain storm came up in the evening as we were making our corral and continued the greater part of the night.
Tuesday, Sept. 6. This morning the clouds disappeared and the rising sun and everything seemed cheerful again. After the usual morning prayer, we broke camp at 8:30 a.m., traveled about 4 miles and camped to dry our clothes. We found some nice plums and grapes. In the afternoon we traveled 8 miles, passed a deserted junction of houses and camped for the night on a nice little creek.
Wednesday, Sept. 7. We resumed the journey at 7 a.m. After the train had started, I stayed behind and caught a nice mess of fish which I presented to Bro. John [Moburn] Kay, a returned missionary who is very sick with rheumatism. We traveled 8 miles and nooned on Fremont Springs. In the afternoon we traveled ten miles and camped on O'Fallen's Bluff on the Platte. We saw a few soldiers and families traveling east.
Thursday, Sept. 8. We broke camp at 7:30 a.m., traveled about 9 miles and nooned three miles west of Baker's ranch. Here a child was buried. We passed some emigrants and met a small company going east. In the afternoon we traveled six miles and camped on a slough.
Friday, Sept. 9. We resumed our journey about 7 o'clock a.m., traveled 9 miles and nooned about a mile from the river. In the afternoon we traveled 9 miles and camped on the Platte.
Saturday, Sept. 10. Another Sister was buried. Bro. Paul A. Schettler in company with Bros. Jos. W. Young and about 15 other brethren started ahead with horse and mule teams for G. S. L. City, expecting to arrive at their destination in 16 days. Our camp moved at 7 o'clock a.m., traveled 9 miles and nooned on the Platte, where a young sister was buried. In the afternoon we traveled 9 miles and camped on the Platte. High winds prevailed.
Sunday, Sept. 11. We arose at 4 o'clock a.m, had prayer at 6:30 p.m. , resumed our journey at 6:45 a.m., traveled 3½ miles when we came to the old California crossing of the Platte. We traveled 10 miles in the forenoon and passed Buck Station where there is a small store. In the afternoon we traveled 10 miles and encamped on the river about dusk. Here fedd was scant and we used buffalo chips for fuel . We passed several small trains during the day. The evening was cloudy and heavy winds prevailed.
Monday, Sept. 12. We traveled 9 miles in the forenoon and nooned 1 mile east of Junesborrow. In the afternoon we traveled to Junesborrow and crossed the Platte river about a quarter of a mile below that place. In crossing the river, one of the wagons was upset, containing several persons, but none were seriously hurt. All the wagons had crossed over by dark and were encamped on the opposite bank of the river. Part of Capt. Snow's bank also crossed the river.
Tuesday, Sept. 13. It was nearly noon before our camp moved today, some of the cattle having strayed off from the herd. We traveled a few miles up Pole Creek and camped where feed was more plentiful. In traveling today we had to face a very heavy wind. The atmosphere was damp and chilly. Several of the brethren caught nice bunches of fish in Pole Creek. We shall travel to the head of this creek about 180 miles, distant then pass over the Black Hills about 100 miles south of Ft. Laramie, cross the North Fork of Platte river and strike the head of Bitter Creek which course we shall follow a few days. This is a new route, and , we travel over the same agreeable to council, as feed and water is more plentiful than on the old route via Ft. Laramie.
On account of my wife Mary taking very sick with a fever similar to typhoid I was unable to keep a daily account of passing events. Mary continued sick nearly three weeks and for some time she was so low that I had but little hope of her recovery. Dr. Mc Quin attended her. Every evening after camping and pitching our tent I had to carry her from the wagon to the tent and in the morning carry her back into the wagon, besides attending to the cooking and other camp duties. Game is very plentiful on this route. The brethren, chiefly the teamsters from the valley, are killing antelope nearly every day. On the 6th of October Bro. John L. Smith and myself took our rifles (I had Bro. [Jacob] Burgener's Swiss rifle) and went ahead of the train on a hunt after antelope. After getting 3 or 4 miles ahead of the train, we left the road and struck off to the right about 1½ miles where we met with some antelope. Bro. Smith shot at them twice with his Endfield rifle, but missed. I also had one shot but missed. About 2 o'clock p.m. I stopped to decoy antelope with a red handkerchief. This s[t]ruck the animal with admiration and it came within 50 yards of where I had taken a position where I leveled my rifle and shot it through. While I was engaged in shooting the antelope Bro. Smith got separated from me by taking a course with the intention of overtaking the train. I started in pursuit of him, and overtook him on his way toward the train which was then a long distance ahead. We returned to the antelope which was a very big one and after we had skinned and cleaned it we halfed it and each took part and started toward camp. We soon discovered, however, that we had undertaken too large a task in attempting to carry all of our meat. We threw down our loads and left the four quarters of our animal behind. We arrived at camp about half a mile after dark, after having traveled 12 or 14 miles on foot carrying some 18 to 20 pounds of venison each besides our rifles, ammunition and a navy sized revolver. We were not a little tired when we arrived in camp. While traveling on Bitter Creek we had a very disagreeable tasting water; generally it tasted worse than brine, being so heavily pregnated with alkali and saleratus.
Sunday, Oct 23. By this time Mary's health had improved greatly, so much so that she could enjoy herself walking ahead of the train in company with the saints when the weather was pleasant. The camp moved about 9 o'clock a.m. Mary got into the wagon to ride while I went ahead of the train with Sister Glogg taking some tea and rice with me to trade for some potatoes and butter at Coalville on the Weber River. We met several persons who came from the Valley to meet their friends. Products are very scarce here on account of late frosts nipping the vegetation, but I succeeded in getting some potatoes and butter. We crossed the Weber River and arrived at Camp about sundown.
Capt. Hyde in the evening read a letter of instructions from the presidency of the Church to the camp.
Monday, Oct 24. We experienced a stormy morning in camp; one or two sisters were buried on this camp ground. We resumed our journey about 9 a.m. My brother Lewis met me at first I did not recognize him. He made me acquainted with my brother-in-law Ira Jacob (husband of my sister Julia who died in confinement March 28, 1864). We walked together to Bro. Geo. Snyder's store where we bad adieu to the saints with whom we had traveled across the plains. My brother Lewis brought a wagon drawn by his steers, picked up our baggage and rode to Bro. Geo. Snyder's where we were hospitably received and made comfortable.
Tuesday, Oct. 25. After breakfast my brother Lewis, Ira Jacob and his sister Mary and myself and wife started on our way home to Mount [Mound] City (Midway) Provo Valley, Wasatch Co., 41 miles southeast of G. S. L. City. We arrived at Mound City about 6 o'clock p.m. after having traveled some 26 miles through canyons and over a summit.

Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel, 1847–1868 Source of Trail Excerpt: "List of Immigrants," Deseret News, 19 Oct. 1864, 18. Read Trail Excerpt: LIST OF IMMIGRANTSIn Capt. Wm. Hyde's Train. Which leftWyoming Aug.—, 1864.Ann and Pricilla Boyd, Henry Code, Daniel Clark and family, Elizabeth Denny, Ulrich Forrer and family, Erusla Korner, Susan Krebser. Jacob Wefenegger and family, Anna Steiner, Pius and Caroline Hirth, Doratha Schmidhause, Johanus Bosshard and family, Margaret Huber and family, Jacob Reiser, Johanes Meier, Heinich Bretscher and family, Barbara Knetcht, August and Louisa Kohler, Carl Schaal, Gottfried Lienhard, Anna Aberlye, Susan and Henrie Rebsamen, Elkee Jasper and family, Johan Zeoeifel, Saml. Wolfli [Wolfley], Habldus [Habidus] and Anna Faunenberger, Leopold and Anna H. Withlen [Wirthlin], Maria Rupp [Knapp or Ruopp], Catherine Sinnu and family, Lisetta Dolder, Rudolph Winklu and family, Eloza Ku[e]hni, Louis Bertrand, P.H. Dronbay and family, Louis Gerard and family, Michel Weyland and family, Ludwig Wolz, Elizabeth Jones and family, Elizabeth West, Ann M. Thom[p]son and family, Elizabeth Ruck, Joseph Howard and family, Wm. Archer and family, Wm, Norgeate, Wm. Moss and family, Ellen Kay, Chas. Cotterell, Robert Gale and family, Betsey Geeves, Mary A. Seaby, Hannah East, James Rapworth [Papworth] and family, George Coleman and family, William and Amelia Hall, Sarah Barber, John Arborne [Arbon] and family, Josiah Perren, Wm. Carpenter, Samuel Ridout and family, Geo. and Mary McKinley. Robert Smith and family, Wm. Bunce and family, Wm. And Isabella McNeal [Mc Neil], James and Maroni Smith, Andrew and Isabella Richardson, Henry and John Hagell, John Lines and family, Mary A. Bass [Voss] Phoebe Cockerhill, Anthony Haynes and family, John E. Ellis and family, Charlotte Hesman, Ann Turner, Emily Powell, Sarah Osborne and family, Elizabeth Jones, Mary Lowe, Caroline and John Kemp, Henry Adamson and family, Mary A. Ellis and family, James and Susan Ellis, William Richan, Alfred Ward and family, William Blake and family, Thomas Sayer and family, Mary and Emily Perkins, Mary A. and John H. George, Hannah Adams, Wm. Davis and family, Emma Hope, Mary A. Rawlings, Thomas Clifton and family, Diana Waller, Wm. D. Hobbs and family, Zillah M. Smith, Richard and Ann Hall, Amelia Brindle, Richard Russell and family, Oscar Workings [Wilkins], Henry Sutton and family, Wm. Lawrence, Thomas Thurgood and family, Henry Goodey and family, Mary A. Clark, Caroline Johnson, Wm. C. Spence, Sarah Burell, George Munford and family, Lucy Munford, Mary Ramsey and family, Wm. Dallemore [Dallimore], Euphenia Simpson, James Watson, John Sears and family, Mary Ann and John Barrett, Henry and Sarah Bridges, Louisa C. Cox, Alice Minchell, Sophia Warren, Mercy Symons, Maria Cook, Elizabeth J. Brown, Edward and Matilda A. Wherrett, Edward Southwick and family, Anna and Ellen Brown, Saml. Eslen [Nelsen], returning Missionary, John and Mary Ann Willis, Elizabeth Chittock, George and Joseph Willis, John and Mary Miller, John T. Gurber [Gerber], returning missionary.

Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel, 1847–1868 Company: William Hyde Company (1864)
Narrative: William Hyde's Church train with 62 ox-drawn wagons left Wyoming, Nebraska Territory, on August 9. Wyoming was a Missouri river port founded in 1855 and used as the principal outfitting place by Mormon companies from 1864 to 1866. It was located 44 miles south of Omaha and 6 miles north of Nebraska City. Mormons were attracted to the port city of Wyoming because of its expansive staging ground and distance from Nebraska City. It was just far enough away from the rough elements and lures of Nebraska City, yet close enough that they could easily connect with the Nebraska City-Fort Kearny Cutoff. This cutoff was established about 1860 by military freight contractors and Nebraska City businessmen. It was the shortest route from the Missouri River to Fort Kearny and became a secondary route of the Oregon Trail. It ran 169 miles directly west and shortened the distance from the old Ox-Bow Trail by about 50 miles.
Most of the 375 people in Hyde's company were Perpetual Emigrating Fund emigrants. Because of Indian troubles, Church officials instructed the party not to go beyond Salt Creek until Warren S. Snow's company caught up with them; then the two companies were to travel together. On August 30 they reached Fort Kearny, where their numbers were bolstered with others for added protection. The army reserved grazing rights at Fort Kearny, and companies weren't permitted to camp within a mile of the fort. Beyond the fort the train passed abandoned ranches and way stations and sometimes met travelers fleeing eastward. Rumors about Indians made them edgy. At one time, 500 Indians were rumored to be within a mile of the company, but no one reported actually seeing them. Although small groups of Indians did visit the train, they seemed contented with the few gifts doled out by some of the travelers. Traveling on the south side of the South Platte River, they reached Julesburg on September 12. At this place they sent a telegraph to Salt Lake reporting that many of the cattle in Hyde's and Snow's companies had a hoof ailment and requesting that 50 fresh yoke of oxen be sent to help. Within days fresh oxen and teamsters were assembled in the valley and sent east to assist them.

Julesburg was the site of a French trading post and strategically positioned at the junction point of the Upper California Crossing on the South Platte. Here they forded the South Platte and followed a new route up Lodgepole Creek. This route took them about 70 miles south of Fort Laramie through the Black Hills (present-day Laramie Mountains). They decided to take this route because feed and water were reported to be more plentiful than on the usual route via Fort Laramie. The new route took them all the way to present-day Laramie, Wyoming. Here they joined with and followed the Overland Stage Road to where it joined with the Oregon Trail near Ham's Fork. Hunters were sent out after game to augment their short rations. The company reached Ham's Fork on October 16 and arrived on a cold day in Salt Lake on October 26. Some members of the company traveled south from Echo Canyon to Heber Valley and others went down Provo Canyon. An estimated 47 people died in this late-arriving company. This was one of the largest death tolls among Mormon wagon companies.