Verhovayak Lapja, 1940. január-június (23. évfolyam, 1-26. szám)
1940-05-30 / 22. szám
Page 4 Memorial Hay Verhovayak Lapja LETTER May 30, 1940 BRANCH 434 HONORS MOTHERS On May 30th we observe Memorial Day, the beautiful ceremony of decorating the graves of soldiers who participated in American wars. Memorial Day, also known as Decoration Day, was observed in the northern states originally in honor of soldiers killed in the Civil War, but subsequently also to honor those who fell in later wars. In some of the southern states the dates vary and the name of the day is modified, as, for instance, “Confederate Memorial Day.” All the states do not commemorate Memorial Day, those which do have adopted the day singly, there being no national law on the subject. Today parts of the world are again engaged in deadly conflict. The social, economic and moral relations of the nations make it quite impossible for any of them to remain completely aloof and ignore events. Wars nowadays directly and indirectly affect even the remote corners of the earth, so interdependent is everything today. The United States is visibly affected by the present chaotic state of the world. Let us pray fervently for divine guidance that the course of our country may not be the warring one— which in the last world debacle proved so futile—but rather a course which will do everything in its power to conclude peace between both sides of the belligerents before they destroy their respective civilizations and undermine Western Civilization and Christianity. Let us hope and pray that no addition be made to the roster of Memorial Day. In honor of Memorial Day we dedicate this poem: MEMORIAL DAY By Clara A. Clausen A STARLIGHT cross against the sky Shall mark his grave as years go by. But, his “Buddy’s” grave is bleak and bare, Unknown, untouched, no gentle care. O Stars that chart the course of night, O Moon that has eternal might, Touch, too, the lonely, unmarked grave, Touch both these hearts—they both were brave, And grant, O God, we not forget The brav’ry of these men who met The shell and fire, that we might see The Stars and Stripes forever free. — SOUTH BEND, IND. — LORAIN BRANCHES TO HOLD PICNIC The Verhovay Sports Committee, Branches 17 and 372, of Lorain, Ohio, will sponsor a picnic June 2d at Smith’s Farm on Dutton Road. Steve Steidle’s Radio Broad casting Orchestra will furnish the music. Besides the usual refreshments and dancing there will be a jitterbug contest, prizes for the best waltzing, and bingo. Tickets for admission arc 25c. Everybody is invited to attend this happy event. Mr. Coloman Revesz Editor, Verhovay Journal My dear Mr. Révész: To my mind recent issues of the English Edition of the Journal have come to approximate, insofar as amateur participation allows, the professional criteria for read er interest set up by those periodicals which provide for their public such a melange of entertainment and enlightment as should gratify the most disparate appetites. Variegated reading matter, a something of everything for everybody, with no special emphasis on any one category of reading tastes expresses, I believe, the program Mr. Albert Jozik cherishes for the Journal. His highly intelligent sympathy and tolerance toward the evidences of, say, political differences in the written convictions of contributors make inevitably for a paper of adult stature. Were the Verhovay editors to exhibit a bias that might restrict in its entirety the credo of one of diametrically opinionated camps, the scope and influence of the Journal would hardly extend beyond that of a mimeographed circular whose sole excuse for being would consist of detailing the gentle intrigues and the transactions of the several branches. Neither the addition of a page of assorted jokes nor an occasional column of whimsey, however good, can meet fully the real need of our young people. I mean to say, an organ to support as well any movement whose purpose it is to further in second-generation Hungarians in the U. S. A. the awareness of their special adaptability to the great future of America, as recipients of the historical pe digree of what LIFE Magazine, in the course of surveys of Central and E. Europe if I may quote, called the “superior civilization of Hungary.” Moreover,' it is not yet treasonable to refute the careless aspersions of the only somewhat American press that works this side of the street for the Anglo-French empires. The Journal should be alert to respond effectively to the destructive action of these papers and magazines (of which there are—Gad—aplenty) which take it upon themselves to hint heavily that countries (and by implication, their peoples) which are not one hundred per cent "pro-Ally” are merely stinko. If I proceed along this line, I feel that I’m going to open a few old wounds, and shortly. The Hungarian state, figuratively speaking, forgets regularly to doff its hat and go cross-eyed with love and emotion whenever someone breathes, with sacrosanct bodacity, about “deah ol’ Lunnon,’ or "Paree.” Whereupon not a few commentators and journalists watch for each and every opportunity to deal a sly dig at Hungary, its government, and to pro ceed from there to speculate sneerfully on the folk who live there. They welcome the contributions of such as Mr. Charles Young (remember him?), who strove not long back to demon strate that just everybody will condone or give the go-sign, to anyone who undertakes to juggle and edit historical events to con form to the viewpoint of the overseas “democracies” and make out Hungary and things Hungarian as kick worthy. Suppose sim* other than Mr. Branch 434 honored all mother's on Mother’s Day, at the Verhovay Home. Each mother was presented with a beautiful corsage. The program followed this ceremony of deep respect to venerable motherhood — a program which shall not be forgotten for some time, for there were mingled tears, laughter, excitement and plenty of merriment. The program was opened with the music of the Hobor Brothers. Real Hungarian “halgató-s” were played first, followed by “csárdás” playing. The mothers could not sit still in their seats, and later the fathers joined in. We can thank the boys for helping us out by furnishing the music between intermission and after the program. Alfred Emery was first on the program with his singing of M-O-T-H-E-R, followed by the beautiful Hungarian patriotic “Székely Asszony Az Én Anyám,” a song which his mother, Mrs. Louis Hernitz, brought back from Europe. A recitation by Dr. László Pólya and a song by Elsie Györkös brought forth tears not Huzianyi had spotted the Saturday Evening Post’s toying with facts. Perhaps a New Zealander with a penchant for Middle European history might have written to the editor of the magazine and pointed out the Post’s defection from objectivity in reporting the dissolution of the Czech “bastion.” Would Mr. Young have then said (in effect): “Don’t mind him. Do it again. You can say that Hun gary is the jackal to the German lion, with utter impunity—friend. Nobody cares, ‘specially not Hungarians; everything goes”? (A minor award should go to J. J. Horvath for distinguished service to the European "democracies” I suppose, since he came to the support of the Young fellow. And you may recall that J. J. went petulant when I took a swipe at his friend.) I can find no objection to Messrs Young and Horvath stating their philosophies in the space of the Journal. Rather, I should welcome them. (Though I might submit that they take their collective gripes to a friend such as “Dirk” Fulop and let him convert their bile into writing. There might be less misunderstanding if their arguments were henceforth couched in Mr. Fulop’s style.) But I do not deem laudable the Young person’s communications with the Satevepost, for he ad vertised only a grievance against Mr. Huzianyi and was not (obviously) impelled by any concern whatever for the land of his ancestry. His assumption—that since Mr. Huzianyi alone protested to the Post, therefore every one else was indifferent—is pitiable. I hope it is the last major error Charley makes, for I hear he’s really a fine lad with no real intention to encourage the enemies of the Hungarian people. By the way, we in the West do enjoy “Dirk's” flip commentaries. The Verhovay Journal should gain by his regular contributions as head of one of the projected permanent departments. Sincerely, ELEM ER HARY, 1147 West Garfield Blvd., Chicago, Illinois. only from the mothers but from the others of the audience as well. Little Gloria Györkös made her appearance and with her golden voice sang the beautiful Irish number, "Mother Machree,” and followed with "Kicsi Fehér Meszelt Szoba,” which she was encored to sing once, twice, finally singing “Alice Blue Gown,” after which she concluded her act by throwing kisses to the audience. There certainly is talent in South Bend, for when little girls like twelve year old Margaret Zsebo sing “Domboldalon All Egy Öreg Nyárfa” and "Ki Volt Az A* Asszony” with the deep feeling she did, it is no wonder her mother and father beamed with joy. Our greatest surprise came when Rosalie Simon sang “Songs My Mother Taught Me” and “Kék Ne Felejts,” whose voice some day may be fit for opera. Then came another youngster, Betty Horvath, who as a beginner does very well. Betty sang "That Wonderful Mother Of Mine.” When little George Kertesz, age five, played the concertina one would have wagered that be had years of experience, although be says that he hears a song over the radio and in no time learns to play it. The audience so liked the lad that he was able to leave the stage only after several encores. The skaters almost had everyone believing that they were professionals, so skillfully did they maneuver around the floor. The skating stuns of Roe and Rose Marie Ross were delightful sights. After their acts they were surrounded by admirers asking questions. Mrs. Ross can certainly be proud of her daughter. Johnny Nagy, the piano accompanist, did a splendid job ot piano playing, which was so important to the successful outcome of the event. The handsome man with the engaging smile was none other than Frank Wubovits, who was Master of Ceremonies. Branch 434 wishes to thank each and every one for helping to make the Mother’s Day program so very successful, and invites participation in future such events. Joseph Hoffer was chairman of the program and was assisted by Ann Vargo, Velma Ross, Kathryn Jankovits, Margaret Sayer. Frank Hoffer, David Orbán, Kathryn Horvath, Mrs. El Pilarski, Mrs. Katherine Szabó and Mrs. Wendell Lukacs. Joseph Nagy, Jr., President of Branch 434, expresses his appreciation, too, for the success of the Mother’s Day program. President Nagy was happy to see the large number at the May 6th meeting. The smile on bis face and the five pound box of candy confirmed this fact. If that is doubled at the next meeting there will be another surprise. The date of the next meeting is June 3d. —Branch Publicity Committee, P. S. Not The Saint.--------------«-------------Women can hear high j tones better than men and| most men loww tones better than women. PAST The Verhovay Fraternal Insurance Association looks back upon more than a HALF OF A CENTURY of substantial well-rounded progress. “QUALITY, SERVICE AND SAFETY, FIRST” has characterized its growth. PRESENT With over $25,000,000.00 of insurance !n force, Verhovay is the largest legal reserve society of Hungarian origin since 1886. The society enjoys a high place among the finest quality societies of the nation. FUTURE With a splendid past, a strong present position, complete life insurance service including sales plans, helpful home office cooperation, policies for all ages including children from birth and adults to age 60 the future for the society and the men who represent it is most promising. Verhovay Fraternal Insurance Association 345 FOURTH AVENUE PITTSBURGH, PA.
