As Jacky Gibbs and Peter Keeda enjoyed lunch together at a restaurant in downtown Sydney, they remained struck by the serendipity that had reunited them.
Until March, the two cousins had not seen each other in decades — if they’d ever met at all, a point about which they are unsure.
Gibbs, 59, lives in Koolewong, a town just 40 miles north of Keeda’s Sydney apartment, but until a few months ago she didn’t know that he’d moved back to Australia after many decades in Israel. Indeed, Gibbs had been unaware that the former
Peter Cohen had Hebraicized his surname soon after immigrating as a young man to the Cohen-heavy Jewish homeland.
“The fact that we’ve made contact again is fantastic,” Keeda said at the lunch in early November.
Their finding one another results from the law of unintended consequences.
In January “Seeking Kin” told the story of Keeda’s researching a little-known episode involving Jewish refugees whom British authorities transferred from Cyprus to Palestine to East Africa during World War II. Keeda, a 69-year-old retiree, wanted to locate and interview some former refugees or their descendants for his master’s dissertation. Several readers responded to “Seeking Kin” to tell of their connections to unusual British resettlement schemes, although not to the one that interested Keeda.
At about the same time, Gibbs had begun her own writing project: a book about the life of her late mother, Betty. Having lost touch with her mother’s relatives, she went online and came across a blog on Koziwoda genealogy. That was the surname her ancestors had adopted, after a village in Poland, Kozia Woda. A few generations later, Koziwoda evolved into Cohen.
A fascinated Gibbs read the blog and saw that it had been launched by Keeda. Gibbs sent Keeda a message through the blog, but it bounced back. She searched for him online and immediately found the “Seeking Kin” article. Gibbs emailed this column’s writer to ask that her message be forwarded to Keeda.
“Oh, my God, it’s you!” Gibbs recalled Keeda responding when he received her email.
The cousins then spoke by phone, and Keeda and his wife, Erica, soon arranged to host a reunion to which they invited Gibbs and several other cousins. At the gathering in March, photographs were passed around with the sandwiches and cake, but Gibbs was too busy digesting the conversation to eat much. She enjoyed showing off pictures of her children and grandchildren — an activity that meant a great deal because it was one she had not before indulged in with this branch of her family.
Most of what she saw and heard that day was new, even when it was old. One relative brought a photo of Gibbs’ great-grandmother in 1904. Another picture showed relatives standing in the dried-fruit processing factory once owned by Keeda’s father and several other relatives. They discussed the family’s business, too. Gibbs wanted her book to include descriptions of the company about which she had heard a lot growing up. Now she had found her sources.
The next week, another cousin died suddenly. The family gathered again.
“It makes you realize how fragile life is,” Gibbs said. “One week I was at a reunion and the next week at a funeral, with all the cousins I had not met before.”
At least they could share life’s ups and downs, she said, which was preferable to being disconnected.
Gibbs thought that perhaps the stigma of her mother’s having been a single parent had kept the branches of the family apart beginning long ago. A reason the breach continued, she surmised, may have been because Gibbs’ husband, Murray, was not Jewish.
Now Gibbs enjoys being inside the family circle and plans to include her children and grandchildren in gatherings, allowing the bond to endure. She looked forward to hosting relatives at her home and swapping more photographs, stories and memories. Catching up takes time, and much already has been wasted.
“It’s like I was reborn,” she said. “All of a sudden you have family who want to know about you and care about you after so long. It’s like a whole new door has opened.
“You reach a certain age when you get older, when you want to know about your ancestry and what [cousins’] parents were like. I’m at the age when I want to tell my children and grandchildren what life was like back then with all the relatives and what they did.”
Email Hillel Kuttler at firstname.lastname@example.org if you would like him to write about your search for long-lost friends or relatives. “Seeking Kin” is sponsored by Bryna Shuchat and Joshua Landes and family in loving memory of their mother and grandmother, Miriam Shuchat, a lifelong uniter of the Jewish people.