Tag #125547 - Interview #97938 (Moiz Isman)

We didn’t have the concept of today’s “going on holidays”, then. We sometimes went on picnics as a family on Saturdays to Hunkar [a picnic place on the Black Sea]. We would lie on the grass, and swing on the swings. We sometimes went there by boat, sometimes by tram. These vehicles did not take us up to the picnic area, therefore after a certain point we would continue with horse carriages called “Talika”.  Among the members of our family, we would only meet with my mother’s sister, Rashel Beraha, very often. She didn’t go to the States like her other siblings, because she had gotten married here. Her daughter, Ceni Benefrayim (after the marriage), is still alive, and though not very often, we meet or exchange calls. Her husband is the owner of the shop, Rubo, selling textiles, in Osmanbey.  However, due to the metro constructions going on in that street, their business did not go well and they had to close down the shop.