Magyar News, 1992. szeptember-1993. augusztus (3. évfolyam, 1-12. szám)

1993-03-01 / 7. szám

PEOPLE PRAY FOR HUNGARY Once an Olympic marksman, Tibor J. Cságoly, now in the autumn of his life, aims higher than gold medals at Olympic games. Beginning in 1987 he had diligendy planned, organized and with great care and precision put into motion a wonderful movement: the Living Rosary Crusade. By now over 100,000 members from all over the world have joined in this crusade of prayer for the wonderful aim of helping the Magyars to restore their Christian state that was subju­gated and vanquished and to bring peace to them and all their neighbors along the once beautiful blue Danube. Much needs to be done and prayer is a powerful and peaceful weapon for accomplishing these noble ob­jectives. Our Father in Heaven is already showing his favors, for it was in Hungary that Gorbachev had avowed to launch the change when he visited Budapest; Hungary gained her independence only two years after this Crusadeof Prayer had commenced; East Germany was next to become free, chiefly because the Hungarians had allowed the thousands and thousands of East Ger­mans to take refuge in Hungary and helped them to arrive safely to West Germany, which eventually helped to bring about the re-unification of the two Germanics. It was the Hungarian minority in Romania, op­pressed by their dictator, who started to gather around their bishop, László Tőkés, and refused to give him up to the Romanian forces which led to an open rebellion which in turn toppled their dictator and won a measure of change for Romania itself. To­day hundred-thousand Yugoslav refugees are sheltered by Hungary and the Magyars need much help for them and for other reasons too, amid a ruined economy: namely, their true freedom to determine their own Christian state and future. As our beloved homeland struggles to complete her most critical and hopefully final step to her true freedom and self-determination, additional new members with faith and courage are needed and called to join this faithful and steady movement dedicated to God and country. Help us to win for our Magyar brothers and sisters peace and re­surgence of Christian life, which alone se­cured justice for that beautiful land for a thousand years. If you will join this effective and peace­ful force, send your name and address to Mr. Tibor J. Cságoly, F. V.R. 4318 McCutchen Wichita Falls, Texas 76308 U.S.A. and simply indicate your wish to join by praying daily at least a decade of the Rosary for Peace for the Magyars and the world. Mr. Cságoly will prompdy sign you up and inform you of the simple details. St. Emery Church at 3 p.m. on every first Sunday of the month has Hungarian Holy Hour for the Christian revival of Hungary. Brother László, O.F.M. DISZNÓTOR AN ANNUAL RITUAL The day was reassuringly similar to the one we held our disznótor in 1992. It was a cold, mostly sunny and bright morning with patchy fog, from time-to-time. We followed Jeno’s pick-up truck, as the same rattled on the winding roads of Manchester, CT. This year, we lost our way only once. (“It is the fog, g.........it” muttered Jeno in his explanation.) Finally, the fog had lifted, and we found the pig-farm. It was apparent that the same Vietnamese gendemen we had met the year before had beaten us once more - they were already ahead of us in the line. The animal we selected was somewhat smaller but significantly more docile than the 1992 model. As the result of Jeno’s competent and much-rehearsed interven­tion, soon she was lying motionless and steaming on the truck. THE CEREMONY HAD BEGUN! We followed Jeno to his house in Wallingford. We torched, cleaned and cut up the pig - to the delight or disgust, con­sternation or disbelief of numerous pass­­ersby. The meat was subsequently trans­ported to a club in Waterbury; it turned out to be a very good choice to hold the disznótor at this place. The second brigade was al­ready assembled; everybody was eager to get going. The lacipecsenye was prepared quickly, while we were drinking a signifi­cant amount of “forralt-bor.” It was good to see the usual faces - Marta, Lenke, Ili, Erzsi, Néni, Emese, Zsuzsi, Pista, Csaba, Tamas, Jóska, Ambrus, Bandi, Janos and the others; at the same time, we were very happy to meet the “new-comers”: Olga and Csaba with their friends from Fairfield and Frank Kovács and his family from Wallingford. By 8 p.m., the feast was ready! This year everybody agreed the meal was more magnificent and tastier than ever be­fore. There was no argument: the “hurka”, the “kolbász” and the “toportyu”, all tasted just perfect, prepared with just the right amount of spice. During the meal, we cel­ebrated Csilla’s birthday. She was very surprised and pleasantly relieved to see the discreetly few candles on the cake. (Thank you, Elbe, for this unforgettable master­piece.) After dinner, the activities seemed to have jumped into a noisier, higher gear. Sanyi started to play on his keyboard - faces became brighter and happier, while our voices became hoarser and hoarser! It was a pleasure to watch the six-year-old Frankie dance up a storm. The happy group stayed together till past midnight, then the interminably long good-byes began. We worked as a unit; everybody wanted to participate, to work, to pitch in. In addi­tion, I think it is fitting to thank the Kosas (Mari and Ambrus) for their dedication and perseverance in obtaining the club for our use and returning it, spotless and unblemished, to its rightful owners. As I was driving home in that cold Janu­ary morning, I knew, I was convinced that all of us experienced a family ritual again; the Disznótor of 1993 proved beyond a doubt that the Hungarian Cultural Society of Connecticut is a family, a family that intends to continue its growth in the future. Balazs B. Somogyi Page 6

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