Steve G.
Yelp
Although relatively small in size, the William Breman Jewish Heritage Museum is modern, well-maintained, well-organized and curated to feature interesting and meaningful content. Our visit coincided with a full room exhibit of the works of Maurice Sendak, author and illustrator of such noted books as "Where The Wild Things Are." The Breman Museum ($12 adult admission) had few visitors on the morning of our visit, so we were free to browse at-will.
The Maurice Sendak exhibit began our tour, and it was quite interesting. Our oldest son, a college writing professor, and his fiancé, a recent recipient of a masters degree in library science, each lent welcomed additional perspective as our family toured this display. A wealth of hands-on display material accompanied displays of Sendak's major works.
We next moved to a room whose theme was the chronologically organized history of Jewish Atlanta. Particularly interesting were accounts of the early Jewish settlement, and the migration of newly arrived European immigrant populations from the urban centers of the Northeast. I was surprised to learn that the 2006 Jewish population of Metro Atlanta had reached 120,000. Most poignant and touching were the letters, artifacts and accounts of Leo Frank, an Atlanta factory supervisor falsely accused of murdering a young woman in the early 1920's. Although exonerated of the murder charges, he was dragged from his prison cell and lynched by members of the newly-resurgent KKK. Disturbingly, this sad chapter was completely overlooked in Atlanta's otherwise excellent Center For Civil & Human Rights.
The third, and clearly the most emotion-laden, room visited was a permanent display entitled, "The Absence of Humanity: The Holocaust Years, 1933-1945." Through photos, written accounts and a few artifacts, the visitor is ushered from a period of rich cultural and civil participation in Eastern European society, to gradual isolation and denigration of civil rights, and eventually, to the attempted extermination of European Jewry. Immense in its powerful images, the displays encircle the visitor as if to display the harsh reality that no escape was possible.
There are few non-photographic artifacts, but one which literally brought tears to my eyes was a large, very fashionably dressed doll, in pristine condition. The doll was a gift from a family member returning to Poland from foreign travel, and was obviously cherished and well cared for by the little girl to whom it was given. As the Nazis closed in, the doll was hidden in a closet before the little girl, and her family, were rounded up for transport to a concentration camp. Many years later, a surviving family member was able to retrieve the doll from that closet. The doll's eyes were bright with innocence, and the energy of youth, yet her facial expression seemed to convey a sense of having witnessed events which betrayed her youthful innocence. I found this to be a deeply moving display.
The William Breman Jewish Heritage Museum was a wonderful and meaningful stop on our family vacation to Atlanta. Located in the Arts District, it is a relatively short walk from the MARTA station, and completely worthy.