Hello! My name is Rennie. And on this website, I want to help tell a story about the town of Husi as it existed in the 1800s. I have my own family's stories — the ones I've been told and the ones I can still tell. I am sure many of you also have stories about your own families and your own ancestors who lived in Husi. Here is just one of my stories...

Do you see the gentleman in the black-and-white photo to the right? That is my great-grandfather, Labe David. He came to Husi on a wagon with his mother. He had a gentle face and a white beard; I've been told he had hazel eyes just like mine. Another thing Labe David had was a grandson named for him. The first Labe David was forced to remain in Romania by the Communists. But today, the second Labe David — the man in the other photo — lives in Israel!

In my home in New Jersey, I walked down hallways where the walls were covered with photos of my ancestors. I nodded at them as I walked by. What I really wanted to say to them was, "Open your mouths! Talk to me! Tell me about your lives!" But they couldn't do that. They were silent. I can only imagine what their lives were like.

Perhaps it's the same for you.

You can help us all remember where our families came from by sending us your stories, photos, comments, and suggestions for inclusion on this site. Our relatives who left Husi so long ago can no longer tell us stories, but we can repeat the stories we were once told.

— Rennie Marks Salz