These pictures were commissioned by the Sniatyner Benevolent Organization a long time ago. The film canisters were sitting in a drawer until my brother scanned the film.
The quality of the 1000 plus pictures is incredibly lacking. I don’t think the taker was a photographer but I picked out a few as samples.
Although I have had no desire to return to the home town of both sides of my family, both my mother’s and father’s ancestors are from Sniatyn, looking through these makes me feel that I could documented our origins so much better and with more feeling for the area.
I doubt I will ever have the funds, but it is amazing when I think about my grandmother telling me that Snaityn was just like the village in the movie Fiddler on the Roof.
Apparently the locals have not put any effort in preserving the Jewish cemeteries or remnants of Jewish life from there. I can imagine many of their ancestors freely rounded up the Jews and handed them to the Nazis or took care of matters themselves. Not sure how to get past that especially when I see my surname and mother’s maiden surname listed in the Kiev concentration camp documents.