all Oral History
May 24, 2016

Rosie Stromberg

Rosie was born in Dallas in 1937, the second oldest of eight children in an immigrant family that lived in a small settlement area of South Dallas, in one and a half rooms behind a little five and dime store the family ran amid the pawn shops of Deep Elm. Her mother's family had migrated from Europe to Canada, then to Pittsburgh, and finally to Texas, while her father's family fled a pogrom in Ukraine and settled in Chicago after arriving through Ellis Island. Her father, the oldest boy, came to America at 13 and taught himself English. He followed Rosie's mother to Texas after they met during a visit to Chicago, and though he scored highly on civil service tests during the Depression, he was not hired because he was Jewish, so he drove a taxi and ran the family store.

A bright student, Rosie was double promoted and finished Forest Avenue High School at 15, then earned a full four-year scholarship to SMU, graduating at 19. She moved to New York to pursue graduate study, starting at Columbia and completing her master's degree at Yeshiva University in 1959. There she met Saul Stromberg, a scientist and engineer who had served in the Navy during World War II. They married in Texas in 1959 and, after nearly a year in New York, settled in East Dallas before finding nearly three acres in what is now Addison, where they kept horses and many animals and raised their two sons in a mix of rural and cosmopolitan life. Saul worked for Bulova and later Ling-Temco-Vought, and was called back after retirement to help design magnets for the superconducting supercollider.

As an adult Rosie became deeply involved in her community, beginning with the PTA and the National Council of Jewish Women, which she credits with teaching her leadership and project development. She went on to serve with the Southwest Jewish Congress, the American Jewish Committee, and the Jewish Community Relations Council at Federation, and joined Thanksgiving Square downtown as a Jewish participant in interfaith gatherings. She recalls a memorable NCJW project sending privileged women out to experience the hardships of poverty in Dallas. Rosie honors her husband's immigrant parents, Pauline and Ben Stromberg, and reflects on witnessing history from the Kennedy assassination, when she briefly mistook Jack Ruby for her own Uncle Ruby, to the moon landing and 9-11. She urges the next generation to live purposefully and to make the world a better place.