One More Perspective

There are as many realities as the number of people involved. – Hubay Vica

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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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  • The Art of the First-strike Narrative

    “Falsehood flies, and truth comes limping after it.”  Jonathan Swift, 1710 Rounding out eighteen-month old topics in my writing queue is this subject very painfully real to me.  Rather than waiting for an apropos time to pursue this subject, I thought I’d enlist some help.  It’s more important to me that I express this observation Continue reading

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  • All the People I Blame

    Well, that’s a trick title.  I blame no one.  That’s because I have learned to respect the power of the first six years of our lives on how we experience the world.  I am, to a degree greater than I ever realized, a product of my original emotional environment.  So are my Siblings.  So are Continue reading

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  • Grief

    “I sat with my anger long enough until she told me her real name was grief.”  C.S. Lewis On first look, I am wholly unqualified to write about grief, grieving.  I lack the formal education and credentials, and everyone biologically closest to me is alive.  Fair enough!  In my effort to loop back and revisit Continue reading

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