The Holocaust Collection
For the past month I’ve worked full time at Eric Chaim Kline, Bookseller, one of the largest rare/antiquarian Judaica dealers on the west coast. Its been an amazing experience and something of a revelation in my life. The book as a physical object (as opposed to scholarship and research which is more concerned with whats inside the books) is very fascinating to me, and I think I’d like to work with books professionally, either as a special collections bibliographer in a library or as a conservator working on old books. That sounds really, really fun to me.
The job I was working on all month was organizing Kline’s Holocaust collection, a 12,000 volume multilingual research library covering all aspects of Holocaust studies, from the build-up to World War Two to the founding of the State of Israel. Its an amazingly impressive collection and I had a really fun time organizing it.
These are some pics from my last day there, today.
The collection. The boxes on top contain original files from the Nuremberg trials.
“The New Germany and the Jewish Question”
Ephemera. My favorite one is in the bottom left corner, “The Jews and Their Lies!” How I’d love some time alone with some of these guys in a room with no windows.
ID Cards from Nazi Germany.
Nazi food stamps and a wee little book of pictures of Hitler.
These are all memoirs of Holocaust survivors.
Art and photography books.
Antisemitic English books, from left: “The Octopus,” “The Myth of the Six Million,” “The Jews: Are They Human?” “The Wandering Jew,” and finally “Anne Frank’s Diary: A HOAX!!!”
The man with the plan.
This is Alex. He’s an amazing, hysterical and brilliant guy, fluent in Polish, German, French, Latin, and English, he helped me figure out what the books were about and what category to put them in. He escaped Poland before it got bad on a forged Nicaraguan passport via Japan. BAMF.
Lunch. Thursday is .39 cent taco day at the Mexican restaurant next door. The place is in this odd mall, almost 100% latino, and so when you go out the back door of the warehouse you’re suddenly in this Mexican mall. Then after you get your food the door closes and suddenly you’re back in a world of Jewish books.
There’s a guy who runs an airbrushing shop a few shops down, we speak sometimes about graffiti and whatnot, its a hangout for some pretty amazing artists.
All the cans up top in the pic on the left are signed by famous LA graf artists.