Herman E. Meyers was apparently born in 1920 and he passed away on February 21, 1996 (Forty years after Auntie Hattie) Ironically Hattie died on February 22, 1956.
He resided in Fort Worth, Texas for many years. He was 76 years old at the time of his death, and at that time he had worked as a sales manager for Sears Roebuck and Company.
Unfortunately, I was unable to access the entire obituary for any survivors because the article I located was posted in the Fort Worth Star Telegram, and I do not have a subcription to the archives.
 
Celia Carnegie Meyers was the widow of Abraham Meyers, what do you know I was right about that.

Your paternal grandmother amazedly outlived your birth father and she was an incredible 101 years of age upon her death in March of 2002. In her later years, Celia worked in retail sales at a department store in Denver, Colorado. Sadly I also was unable to access her entire obituary because it was located in a different newspaper in Colorado, so I was unable to find out the names of any other children she might have had.

Celia's funeral was held at the Temple Emanu-El (sp) in New York City. 

The same location where Hattie and Major John Zanft were married on August 22, 1928. Who knows, Perhaps Celia and Abraham were possibly married there too?

Celia was more than likely buried in New York City somewhere, because her funeral was held within the city.
 
More Information, I found out about Celia Carnegie Meyers
She was born Celia Kanengeiser in either 1901 or possibly 1902. Helen apparently went into labor with your grandmother during the time period that Hattie was working at Macy's because she started employment at the department store at the age of 15 or 16.  Celia was born in the New York tenements, and the only one of the Kanengeiser children who was born in the United States. The family changed their name legally to Carnegie at Hattie's urging that it was good luck, and to be more Americanized.

Hattie was much older than Celia. She was born on March 15, 1886.
Isaac passed away shortly after the birth of Celia, so she never knew him.
 
The eldest Carnegie sibling was Herman who was two or three years older than Hattie whom was the second in the line.

Herman and Hattie left school at 12 years and 14 years to help support the struggling family.
Hattie became the primary breadwinner, after Isaac's death, Herman was launched into the role of father figure and in addition to working assisted his mother Helen with his younger siblings.
 
I heard from a family insider that Helen had made a deal with a teenage Celia, that if she graduated from high school that she would not make her enter into an arranged marriage like Hattie had to and she could date if she wished as long as it did NOT affect her studies.
 
Both Isaac and Helen greatly valued education and proud that they could read and write because many Jews were not permitted an education in their native Austria.

That was why they still made Herman and Hattie sit down and study American History and English nightly with home study, and both were so exhausted from working all day, they often fell asleep with the books in hand.
 
Celia went to high school, and apparently went to live with Herman and his wife (who was a sweetheart from what I was told.) and she became a member of the family spending her formative years with her nieces who were more like cousins because of the relatively close age range between them. Herman was at least 16 when Celia was born. Herman's daughters, I believe were named Claire and Marilyn Carnegie.
 
Herman was more like Celia's father, than a brother so it really doesn't surprise me at all that she named your birth father in his honor. and that all the siblings, included Hattie truly respected and regarded Herman, although Hattie and Herman were also bitter rivals.
That is all that I know for now. I will keep up the research
 
I hope that all is well for you, and your family
Have a nice night!
 
Love,
  Amy
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Dear Amy,
 
    Oh, my goodness.   That is really incredible information.    Don't you ever rest? =)   I am really speechless.   You are really a wonderful friend.   Thank you so much.   You've done a great service to my daughters and my nephews.   You are a treasure.   No, you are my treasure.
 
XO Bill
 
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You're Welcome Bill,
 
Anyway, I wish that I had known of Hattie Carnegie, ten years ago when they celebrated what would have been her 110th Birthday at the New York Fashion Institute of Technology and Museum. There was a mini convention in her honor.

Several (Carnegie's) were still living at the time including "Harold and Celia" and many family members and contempories were in attendance to recall their memories of Hattie.
It's really a shame, that this was a born too late situation for me. I had just graduated from college two years prior to this event in 1994.

Oh well, Think of how interesting this all could have been, we could have met in person,and found out if we could have located your grandmother Celia, who was ninety-five at the time.  We possibly could have chatted with Harold and your grandmother's nieces-(sisters) lol.... Claire and Marilyn.     Who knows, We could have run into Herman Meyers. That would be a akward reunion for you....I am sure.

We probably would not have seen "Peter" because he was probably smoking dope in Mexico and living off Daddy (Harold's) money.... Living off Daddy's money, just like Paris Hilton. LOL!
 
You know when I located some old travel records from around 1913-1917 Passenger lists included Hattie Carnegie, Helen Carnegie, Tony Carnegie, Herman Carnegie and Rose Carnegie.
I wondered who was watching Celia if her mother was in Paris on the business trip with Hattie Carnegie Inc. I would assume that Celia was with Herman's wife and their girls, considering that she was in high school at the time, and Helen insisted that she attend.

I guess they called her CeCe. (For Celia Carnegie)  Hattie often referred to her as CeCe.
Someone wrote to me to say that they were friends with Claire Carnegie, and that she just assumed that she had two sisters. A younger sister named Marilyn and an older sister whom was named CeCe. She was told that CeCe was actually the girls (Aunt) because she was confused why Celia always called her (father) Herman.  The confusion for friends was more when Celia would see Helen and when she hugged her she would call her Mama, and the other girls would refer to Helen as their grandmother. It was all worked when the friends found out the Celia lived with her older brother and his family.
 
A pedatrician from Kansas City Missouri contacted me as well (He is one year older that you are.) He told me that his grandmother was friends with Hattie since they worked together at Macy's.

He and his sister used to spend lots of time with Hattie and Major John Zanft. He considered Hattie a surrogate aunt, and was very close to her.
 
Hattie was also very proud and took great pride that her baby sister Celia was born in the United States and often took her to Macy's to show the Little American Girl, and would often take her little sisters, out for treats on her days off.

I was confused, a little until I continued my research, and found out that the Abe, that Hattie was referring to was your paternal grandfather, and that Abe was Hattie's brother-in-law and not her brother, as I originally thought, but I guess that many people refer to their brother-in-law simply as (brother) as Hattie had. She would say, her sister, Celia and her brother, Abraham.
I think that it is very intriging now that I know that she was referring to your grandparents.It is almost unreal.
 
Hattie had four sisters:
Mary Madeline
Rose
Frances
Celia
....and only two brothers
Herman
Anthony (Tony)
 
Another really fascinating person in the family was Hattie's husband Major John Zanft.
He was quite a humanitarian and was always helping people, and I was told by many people that he was a very nice guy.
 
Your great-grandmother was quite a trip. She hated to no end that Hattie smoked, and if she caught her with a cigarette, She would yell at her, "Henrietta, Put that out now!" and if she was in the shop, at the time, all the girls in the salon would laugh because Hattie was being lectured by her mother  .Yet she could have cared less if Herman or Tony smoked.

 Nobody knew the dangers back then and Helen considered it simply unladylike.
I wonder if Celia smoked, if she did she probably was yelled at too.
"Celia, Put that it out.....NOW!
 
Brian asked if I was re-writing War and Peace, so with that I am going to sign off and go to sleep.
 
Please say Hello to Ruth!
 
Love,
  Amy

 a non-heriditary condition, so my parents applied to adopt, and that was how my brother came to be.

I was too young to recall anything about Eric's adoption, so when he opened his records and went on a search ten years ago, I could not help him.

He found out some vague information about his birth mother, included her full name, age and the location where she lived at the time, which was North Dakota, she came up here to have my brother and lived in the Portsmouth, NH area for a while, but apparently went back to North Dakota after his birth.

Eric knows more than I do, about his birth mother, but her first name is/was Janet.  Eric consulted a lawyer to attempt to contact "Janet" but according to Maine law, both parties in an adoption have to request a contact for a meeting to be arranged, and so far, Janet has not come forward, and there could be many reasons for this. However the state has my brother on record as a contact, so if Janet ever decides to come forward they would be able to meet.
I can really understand your feelings as a sister of an adoptee, so you definitely have me in your corner. I can understand you not wanting to break your Father's (Howard) heart, but he knew that you loved him, and I am sure he understood, because if my brother ever finds any biological siblings, (I would probably be a tad bit jealous even today) However Eric and I love each other, and nobody can ever say that he isn't my brother because he is. Blood connection or no blood connection.

My brother works as a chef in Florida now, and he is thirty-two years old. He is still single without children.

It is an absolute shame that your birth father Herman did not want to meet with you, and it absolutely was his loss, because you are a wonderful person.

It seems that there was bitterness on both sides because of the custody battle over you, so take comfort in the knowledge that way back when,  everbody wanted you, so maybe there were some unresolved issues, anger or hurt, and who knows what your mother truly might have felt in her heart about a meeting or even Herman for that matter.

I wonder if any of the rest of the Carnegie's wondered about you over the years, particularly, Celia and Helen, your grandmother and great-grandmother.

I think, it would have been a trip to meet your grandmother Celia, she was probably a lot like Hattie, and from what I had heard Helen (Henna) was a teeny tiny blonde just like Hattie, so maybe Celia was too.

I think that it is kind of cool, that she went to live with your great Uncle Herman and family. They seem really great, and they wanted to give Celia the best that they could. She obviously loved and appreciated him to name her son in his honor.

Herman Carnegie was most definitely the family patriarch, who watched out and cared for his mother and siblings (especially, baby Celia) I would have loved to have met and talked with him.  I believe that Isaac would have been proud of his son.
 
It's amazing, if it weren't for that house fire in Austria, when Isaac packed up and moved the family to America for a better life. The entire family would have probably perished in the halocaust, and if I hadn't picked up a copy of "Love, Lucy" that day, for a book to read on the way home, and desired to find out more about Lucy's beloved mentor and surrogate mother of sorts. Hattie Carnegie, we would not be corresponding today. The entire situation is truly amazing to me.

We have to set up a time, sometime to talk on the telephone.
I am really happy that I decided to start that website, and I hope that Hattie would be proud.
 
Have a nice night, and please say hello to Ruth for me.
 
Love,
  Amy
 
PS. In other news, Our parakeet/budgie Yankee Doodle, just had his birthday (observed) on July 4th and he is 11 years old now.

Parakeets can live to be up to 15-20 years of age. It's almost time for his yearly avian vet checkup. The vet makes house calls. She is a little bit pricy, but she helps us out by cutting her travel fee, and she watched him for free when we went to Disney World two years ago, and when he was sick, she came by every other day, free of charge to adminstrate his medication so we would not lose him.  The things we will do for our kids (LOL!) The vet is a godsend.