Sunday, April 21, 2024

My Grandfather: A Saga of a Ship Jumper, an Alien and an American Immigrant

Part 5 

Indian Born, America Made

In the last post I wrote about grandfather's carved life, his status as an alien within the confines of immigration policies and no possibility of citizenship. Vivek Bald, aptly comments, “Denied official belonging, they became part of another nation, a nation beneath a nation in working class neighborhoods of color from New York.” This is the environment that grandfather lived in as he would have experienced the Depression Era, the bread and soups lines snaking around the diverse communities in New York City.

Observes the beginning of WWII, Germany invasions in Poland, Belgium, and France. The bombing of Pearl Harbor in December 1941, the interments of Japanese, the arc of Franklin D. Roosevelt presidency, the buildup of war-time munitions industry and of course the mass call for men to register for the draft during WWII.

Surprisingly grandfather registered for the WWII Fourth Registration also known as the “Old Man Registration” men who were born between 1877- 1897, those not serving in the military.

Grandfather listed multiple address, not unusually for the Bengalis to do, sometimes boarding together to save on expensive. Interestingly, the birth year he gave was 1894. My grandmother shared there was a 20-year difference between their ages. It would put his birth year 1900, the same year he filled out on the marriage record. What a gem was the name of the town in India “Nadia” relatives has often said he grew up not far from Calcutta.

Check off as “White” and not “Indian” with a dark brown complexion, the lens of the interviewee biases. I know where he was 82 years ago on Monday April 27, 1942.

It was a busy month for grandfather, beginning in April 1942, under the Immigration and Naturalization Service grandfather face another hurdle. He and others who were not citizens or naturalized would require filling out a detailed alien registration form, “Alien Files (A-Files).” What is most alarming, a file could be generated, without the action or the consent of the alien, if the INS felt a need to “initiated a law enforcement action on the individual.” I can only imagine the fear and anxiety he experienced; I am not sure if grandfather or other Bengalis did comply.

Portraying in the background as the heightened fears of the U.S. had against Germans, Japanese and other immigrants during the war played out. It seems plausible for such action. The process to obtain these records is still ongoing.

Illustrated the areas: 155th St. north, Harlem River Dr. & Lexington Av. East, 110th St. south and Manhattan Av. west the shooting, riots, the mayor addressed to the crowds and the enforcement of 10:30 pm curfew.

                 Closer to home grandfather no doubt was aware of The Harlem Riot occurred on August 2, 1943. Six died, 543 injured, 500 arrested, about thousands in property damage and a 10:30 PM curfew enforced. The riot was a result of a police officer shooting an African American soldier at the Hotel Braddock.   

I could not help noticing in India, in the Bengal region and in Calcutta due to the war, a devastating famine occurred in 1942-1943. I am not sure if this affected any family members back home. I can only wish they were not weakened greatly. The conversation in the Bengali community in Harlem was most likely a significant cause of concern, discussions, and constant communications between the families back home.

After the war, many sighed with great joy, grandmother mentioned "how happy everyone was, many smiling faces." They would have observed if they did not participate in the celebration on May 7, 1945, in Times Square of the Japanese surrender in WWII.


Looking north from 44th Street, New York's Times Square is packed Monday, May 7, 1945, with crowds celebrating.

The post war years, grandfather maintain his residence in Harlem with his family and the connections to the Bengali ship jumpers. 



Top image: 1950 Census, grandfather with my grandmother, my uncle Wahab are all living in the newly developed housing complex on 770 E. 165th Street, Bronx, New York. He is 47 years old and working at a hotel as a cook, which he was famous for. My father, as a young boy.

Uncle Wahab and father spent a great deal of their lives in the mosque and the Bengali community. One story uncle shared, while growing up in 1950s Harlem, visits to the mosque. He recalled the congregation of the men in prayers, lessons followed, the many activities, the dozens of children playing in the background, and most striking was Hindi and Bangla spoken, mingling with English. Then, out comes, many enormous assortments of trays filled with food, enough to feed several blocks of families in Harlem. “Uncle Wahab, would say, “if you went home hungry it was your fault.”

An ad announcing the opening of a new mosque. The New York Age. October 28, 1950.

Another change in the Immigration law was slightly, the Immigration and Nationality Act of 1952 or formally “McCarran-Walter Act.” It would repeal the “Asiatic Barred Zone” and eliminate the racial bar on citizenship. It implemented partiality based on skills, a quota of 100 per county (it included India) and promoted family reunification. The Immigration and Nationality Act of 1965, also known as Hart-Celler Act, allowed South Asian Indians and many other ethnic groups to immigrate.

Grandfather may have felt hopeful and perhaps may have moved to start the process of citizenship. The family did not have a story or ever discussed it. I would never know, but I hoped he had a chance! Grandfather's death was a week later after New Year on January 6, 1954.

I find it intriguing the Bengali stories were lost to the immigration narrative. As the years passed, many of the seamen migrated to other parts New York City boroughs', to New Jersey, Connecticut, and Philadelphia. Forever changing the landscape of this tight-knit community.

Portrait painting of my grandparents. New York City. C1942-1944. Owner private property.

Grandfather attempted to establish his identity in this country as an American, yet he managed to launch numerous businesses with many of his fellow countrymen, founded a Masjid, now it is the largest and international Masjid in upper Manhattan. He married an American, had my father and created valuable lifelong friendships, including Americans. Today, many of his descendants are loving individuals with families, educated, with successful businesses and careers, active in many communities' and religious matters. His descendants are still preserving his stories, such as this blog.

Sources:

Bald, Vivek. Bengali Harlem: The Lost Histories of South Asian America (Cambridge: Harvard University Press, 2013), 180-187.

Goni, Abdul, Line 28, Sheet 26, Enumeration District 3-952, Assembly District 7, Bronx County, New York; Seventeenth Census of the United States, 1950; Record Group 29, Records of the Bureau of the Census; National Archives and Records Administration, Washington, DC, downloaded from Archives.Gov on April 15, 1950.

H. Con. Res. 63 Immigration and Nationality Act. STATUTE-66

Proclamation 2980 - Immigration Quotas

Record Daily News. (August 3, 1943). Harlem Riot Aftermath. Newspapters.com. Retrieved April 20, 2024, from Daily News

South Asians America Digital Archives: South Asian Americans You Should Know About

The New York Age. (October 28, 1950). The Academy of Islam, Int'l, Inc. 231 Lenox Avenue. Newspapers.com. Retrieved February 18, 2024, from The Academy of Islam

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My Grandfather: A Saga of a Ship Jumper, an Alien and an American Immigrant

Part 5  Indian Born, America Made In the last post I wrote about grandfather's carved life, his status as an alien within the confin...