Are there jews in bronxville

Dutch Reformed Church is big; upper-class. In the mid s, Gov. Nelson Rockefeller founded the Urban Development Corporation to place scattered-site public housing in white communities. This led to a vast uproar in Bronxville, 2-acre zoning in much of Westchester. According to informed observers, this mile-square village, with a population of , does not have any known Jewish families residing within its boundaries…. Even in the apartment buildings located in Bronxville there are no known Jewish tenants.

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Page 1 of 2. Advertisements Hello! Location: East Millcreek 2, posts, read 6,, times Reputation: Quote: Originally Posted by rubygreta Real estate agents in Bronxville, I believe well into the 's, would not show Jews and other groups they didn't like houses that were for sale.

Location: Harrison posts, read 2,, times Reputation: Quote: Originally Posted by streetsmart I'm going to have to respectfully disagree with you about the comportment of children in Scarsdale, as my experience living here has been completely the opposite.

Location: Westchester 32 posts, read , times Reputation: City-Data Forum Message. Cancel Changes. The poor woman insisted that I let her call a friend in Scarsdale who would take good care of me and find me a real bargain. I finally agreed to look him up. A buyer would have to be desperate to swallow it at that price.

Bronxville is per cent Christian. The real estate man had an answer to these questions, too. They bought it direct from the builder. I thanked him for his frankness and moved on. It was the wrong season—before Christmas. If I needed a house in a hurry, I had better look elsewhere where, presumably, people did not mind strangers tracking through their houses. The fifth agent was most charming. She told me about her family, her grandchildren, her Thanksgiving dinner.

We went the rounds again—some of the houses I had already seen, and some new ones. I saw the pleasant streets again, the business district, the school, and the library.

When we passed the Reformed Church, the agent gave me the same listing I had heard a few hours before. But they have a Presbyterian minister and everyone goes here. It is a community church. Back at her office, I heard once more that I was an intelligent man and therefore I would want her to be frank. She did not want us to be hurt, she continued, particularly the children. She was effusive in her wonder at how well I took this disappointment.

Then she asked if I knew Dr. X, a psychoanalyst, who lived in the township. He had come to her for a house in Bronxville, just as I had, and when she had explained things to him, he had been most understanding and allowed her to sell him a house in Eastchester—outside the village.

And we have become good friends. I was invited to the housewarming. It was lovely. And I was the only Irishman there. Oh, what wonderful food they had. I said goodbye and went home—one mile due north of her office. On our street are twenty-four houses.

About half of the families living in them are Catholic; perhaps eight are Protestant; four are Jewish. No one has indicated any economic, social, or recreational disadvantage in living near us. Some time later, I asked a non-Bronxville real estate operator what would have happened had I insisted on buying one of the houses that had been shown to me.

He assured me that the deal would have fallen through at some point. By the time I could get my wife up to see the house, it would have been sold or taken off the market. And, if I had passed these and a few other hurdles, I might have had trouble getting a local mortgage at favorable terms.

One Bronxville resident took issue with the conclusions I drew from my experiences with the real estate agents.

They did not speak for all Bronxville, he argued. His argument did not impress me. Real estate operators are in business to make money. One, two, or even three of the five I visited might be so bigoted as to refuse to do business with a Jew.

These people were expressing a community feeling, following instructions from community leaders who could enforce them. Although several Bronxville real estate agents had said that the village was per cent non-Jewish, I made another test. I studied the Bronxville telephone book.

After digging out all Jewish-sounding names, I checked addresses with the police station to throw out those living outside the village boundary. I was left with four names which sounded Jewish. I surveyed these by telephone. I reached three. This is not a scientific determination.

The familiar-name method was proved to be at least 25 per cent off in a survey of medical school students. Many Jews do not have what we assume to be Jewish-sounding names, and the other way round.

Possibly there are some Jews in Bronxville, with non-Jewish names. But none of the Bronxvillians I asked, in addition to the real estate people, could name one. The telephone book offered still another test. The classified section lists physicians. Seven have possibly Jewish names. Only one has a Bronxville address. Thirty dentists are listed.

Two names sound conceivably Jewish. One might have a Bronxville address. Again, this is not legal proof. Those with Jewish-sounding names may not be Jewish, and those with non-Jewish names may be.