Re: Looking for relatives of David Ohana
I don't know if it is too late to reply to your message, but I have just found this site.
My name is Diane (O'Hanna) Andrews.My grandparents, David and Elizabeth "Esa" Ruimi, were either from or lived for several years in Morocco, depending on what everyone remembers. My father was born in Tangiers.For sure, there were other family members from Morocco.I can remember, very clearly, a visit to my grandparents' home from a relative from Casablanca -- must have been before the US entered WWII -- a very handsome young man who flirted with my sister (12 years older than I).I remember clearly that he had a white streak in his black hair, and that he was connected to the banking industry.Might that have been your grandfather?
I am also intrigued by your reference to the ancient line of only two families.Sometime in the 1920's, my father visited Casablanca on business for the first time (he was an exporter and traveled widely).When he arrived in Casablanca, he was greeted by name.He thought that the greeter had read his luggage tag.He was subsequently addressed by name by his taxi driver.Same thought.But then, when he checked into his hotel, the clerk, who could not have seen his luggage tag, also called him by name.Short story is that there was a very rich "Mr. Ohana" who lived part of the year in Casablance and was recognized by all.My father looked up this other Mr. Ohana and met one Jacques Ohana -- the owner of a very prestigious art gallery in London.When they met, they (and Jacques' butler) were dumbfounded because they seemed to be looking into a mirror, they were so much alike.This story gets longer and better, but suffice to say that a geneaologist was hired to trace their families.Jacques, a Christian Protestant, knew that his family came from France -- knew nothing about Spain, Portugal or the Morocco.The search traced Jacques' family to Spain, and it found a cave in Spain with the inscription "Ohana", that was believed to stem from the Inquisition when some Jews pretended to convert to Christianity while practicing their religion in secrecy.There are some other almost unbelievable similarities that supposedly landed this story in Ripley's "Believe It or Not".If we ever make contact, I'll elaborate.
If you have been contacted by others on this site, Laurie is my niece, daughter of my brother David.Kay, whom I do not personallyl know, was the wife of my first cousin, Robert, son of Simon and Rose.Beau Guthrie, whom I also do not know, is the grandson of my first cousin Bert (Matthew Bertram), son of Alfred (or Albert).
I look forward to hearing from you and/or others on this site.