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Chapter 0: Here we are!
Thank You for your time, however long you will share it with me. Thank You for the grace you will bring. Please know what you read here represents only me…and quite possibly only me and only on the day I wrote it. See, I keep learning, slowly, and I don’t interpret my world the same Continue reading
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Chapter I: The Catalyst
On September 26, 2023, I read a Reuters.com article that was the final push for why I established this internet corner for my writings. There had been an earlier, similar article on BBC, and that was the water for my dormant little seed of writing; the seed which has ultimately been within me for a Continue reading
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Chapter II: The Mother Who Cost Me My Daughter
Oh, such a tempting title, but a very thorny one. The bold expression first soothes the devastated Mother in me, but then also tugs on the parts of me which have cultivated appreciation for how complex relationships are and how I do not wish to engage in the divisive behaviors from which I continue to Continue reading
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Chapter III: My Paternal Grandparents
Ultimately, most everything I know about my Paternal Grandparents is hear-say, save my childhood years during which I frequently spent one-on-one time with my Grandmother. As I earlier indicated, I’ll be changing names (if I use them at all) and writing what’s in my recollection, which means I am not claiming this is all the Continue reading
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Chapter IV: My Maternal Grandparents
Using the excuse of continuing by year of birth, I am feeling very grateful, yet heartbroken to write about my Mother’s Father, my favorite person in my entire childhood. He was born in 1920, in a village on The Hungarian Plains, south of Miskolc, and rich in his heart. While I don’t know this about Continue reading
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Chapter V: My Parents’ Siblings
My Father was the only living offspring for my Paternal Grandparents; I wrote about his Sister under the Paternal Grandparents section. In a previous post, I began talking about my Mother’s Brother, of whom, unfortunately, I mostly have cursory knowledge. During my childhood, I saw my Uncle and his Family maybe a handful of times. Continue reading
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Chapter VI: My Father
My Father. If there is an example to go along with what I have learned in the last forty-nine years about the complexity of humans, my Father is at the forefront. As a child in Hungary, whether it was reflective of Hungarian culture or reflective of my Family, people were quickly summed up by a Continue reading
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Chapter VII Part 1: My Mother
In the previous chapters, I described several key life events which I believe shaped my Mother, her Parents, Siblings, as well as her beliefs and decisions; therefore, I will be building on those earlier chapters as I now turn focus on my Mother. My Mother was born into a modest Family in Miskolc, Hungary, in Continue reading
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Chapter VII Part 2: My Mother Continued
Continuing from Chapter VII Part 1, I want to once again emphasize how important it is to me to have written these chapters from the beginning and in order, otherwise context and the humanness of those I describe are lost to the reader. ….My Mother must have talked and thought for months about those Mikimoto Continue reading
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Chapter VII Part 3: My Mother Continued. Yes, still.
If you are still reading and have been in this for the long haul, Thank You! This is not a short story, as it involves the many facets of complicated humans. There are many layers and many perspectives, and conflicting accounts don’t invalidate any of those layers and perspectives. I’m not writing about good vs Continue reading
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I am glad you are here. If this is the first time you are visiting this site, the following is a quick orientation. To read a single-perspective account of a Family’s complicated history from old Hungary to the highly-nuanced United States, please look for chapter numbering (zero to nine); the chapters build on one-another in numerical order. No chapter is meant to be a standalone one. There are also titles without a chapter designation; those are short writings about a broad range of seemingly random topics. Thank You for arriving with lovingkindness.
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