Verhovayak Lapja, 1941. július-december (24. évfolyam, 27-52. szám)

1941-09-25 / 39. szám

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1941 Szeptember 25

Verhovavak Labia

shave before sitting down to the appetizing breakfast.

I was kindly furnished with the necessary shaving implements and went to work on my countenance, then after finishing came down with a feeling that I was now fit to eat in the company of a dignified group in a very nicely furnished home.

The breakfast smiling Mrs. Talaber prepared for us was not just another morning meal. It was more like a dinner and so delicious that backwardness on the part of any of us, especially George and myself, the coy ones, was swept aside, by its gustatory appeal.

At the table we ate heartily, talked freely and laughed gaily. Being so well acquainted with the Irish, I couldn’t* 1' help accuse Margaret of being a true daughter of Erin, for she has those Celtic tfaits of dark hair, blue eyes and fair complexion. Margaret finally convinced me that she is Hungarian.

After eating to our hearts’ content, we went out into the yard to take pictures, and that camera fiend George went to work. He has a camera that nobody else can use, it seems. The machine has so many gadgets on it that one doesn’t know where to start. But George knows, and he took good pictures. Stephen at least has a camera that is simple to operate and does not look like the periscope of a submarine.

• But time was short and there was yet »another eating engagement! this time at the Csontoses. So bidding Mrs. Talaber, Anne ancf Margaret good-by—and many thanks for a wonderful time—we were on our way.

Before reaching the Csontos residence, we picked up Stephen's fiancée, that wonderful Magyar girl by the name of Margaret Marosvolgyi. On the way' she entertained us with her gay singing of old and new Magyar melodies. \

As per Magyar custom, we arrived late, but dinner was kindly delayed for our benefit. Mrs. Csontos, Ann, Helen, the younger sister and the brother, and Elizabeth, a married sister who was vacationing from Texas, greeted and: welcomed us. Elizabeth prepared the dinner, which she assured me was Western style and would take away mjf blues. I believed her. As I sat'down I wondered how I was going to put away this meal, delicious though it was, after just a couple hours from the Talabers’ table, and thought the same for Margaret, Stephen, Mr. Balogh and George. Well, we all managed to eat fairly well again. But Western though Elizabeth said the meal was, somehow I could detect a bit of Magyar in it. But then, after all, isn't Elizabeth the daughter of the Magyars, even if she does live in Texas and maybe punches the cows?

Soon it was time to go, and again profuse gratitude Was offered, and farewell bid. Ann Csontos, Margaret Marosvolgyi, Stephen Huzianyi, Mr. Balogh and George Fozsgay accompanied me to the station.

There wasn’t much time there, and so just before 1:30 in the afternoon we said good-by and I hastened to board the Pennsylvania Railroad’s crack “Trail Blazer.” Strange, I got the same feeling as when I departed from them on my way to California. I guess I’m getting to be a “softie” in my old age—or human.

Now was my last chance for an hairess who would set me free from work and provide for me the means to travel to my heart’s content, so I almost tip-toed to my chair to see who the female creature was occupying the reserved seat next to me. I looked. Alas! but there was no heiress, just a blonde of mediocre looks. Well, at least she was young. I soon struck up a conversation with her. little though it was, for I spent much of the time in the lounge car.

Passing through a part of Indiana, I was aware that we were not far from South Bend, where Amelia Nyers, our able Children’s Page editor lives. I was sorry there was no opportunity to make a stopover and meet Miss Nyers.

Next came Ohio and Pennsylvania, and on the same day, Sunday, July 20th, at 10:48 P. M. (Eastern Standard Time), the “Trail Blazer” arrived in Pittsburgh. Though I had been away only a couple of weeks, the smoke and dust of the “Iron City” seemed strange and new to me after California and the West. I looked around for my Irish friend, Francis Carroll, the same one who had taken me to Pittsburgh on my way to California, but I could not see him anywhere. I began to surmise that he had not gotten my post card informing him of the time of my arrival or that something of importance prevented his coming. But in rushed Francis just after I finished writing a night letter to the Steinmetzes and was preparing to get the streetcar for home. He explained that an automobile wreck on the highway had held him up.

YOUTHFUL MEMBER MEETS

MRS. ROOSEVELT

STEVE S. UDVARI

Steve S. Udvari recently had the great pleasure of meeting Mrs. Franklin D. Roosevelt, wife of the President of The United States, when she paid a visit to the South Park Resident Center of the National Youth Administration, located at Broughton, near Pittsburgh, Pa., where young Udvari is editor-in-chief of the South Park Taps, the publication of the local NYA.

Young Udvari, an artist of no mean ability, conceived and designed a panel on which he painted the likeness of the First Lady, and which was spread out in front of the speaker’s platform. '•

Mrs. Roosevelt, very pleased at this fine display, asked to be introduced to the ere-’ ator, and forthwith Udvari was taken to meet the First Lady. The meeting so thrilled him that he was almost speechless and can not remember much of the conversation that went on between him and Mrs. Roosevelt. The First Lady of the Land congratulated him on his artistic ability.

< The Verhovay is proud tc hear this good news of one of its sons, for Steve Udvari

Before going home to McKeesport, Francis and I went to several places of amusement, and it was about two in the morning—though McKeesport is only 15 miles from Pittsburgh—when I entered my home and was greeted by a twosome welcoming committee—my parents.

I didn’t get much sleep but the next morning went to work, even though the haunting memories of my very pleasant vacation hindered me from doing my work properly.

And thus, dear readers, my “Westward to Beautiful California” story in four articles ends.

I hope you have enjoyed each of the four articles of the series, for that is the important thing. There is only one standard by which I judge the success or the failure of my story. If my story has added just a little to your measure of happiness, then it is a success; if it has not, then it is a failure. The literary style, the grammatical preciseness and wealth of vocabulary do not mean a thing.

There are many incidents, just as interesting and important as the ones I mentioned, which I forgot to tell you. For instance, I forgot to tell you that Anne Talaber telephoned me at the Csontoses during my dinner there, on my way to California; I forgot to tell you that I visited the beautiful and inspiring Spanish missions in San Francisco; I forgot to tell you that foodstuffs in California, especially vegetables and fruits, are generally much cheaper than in the East, ice cream selling at fifteen cents a quart; and others.

Martin Himler, our printer, who several times, and recently, has been to California, was right when upon finding out that I was going there said, “I am happy for you and I am sorry for you.” I asked Mr. Himler to explain what he meant by that vague statement. He explained, “I am happy for you because you’ll live California very much, but I am sorry for you because you won’t want to come back.” However, my advice to any of you readers fortunate enough to be able to go to California is to go, even though you may not want to

return. , . '

I am now “California conscious” and “West conscious,” and all radio programs, news items, pictures, etc. emanating from there interest me very much. At night— late at night when I have absolute privacy—I love to listen to musical * programs cpming from the cities of. California, especially Los Angeles, that I visited, and I am wonderfully thrilled when I can identify the points of origin as places that I saw with my own eyes.

.Yes, even after some three months I recall vividly the many events, and scenes I witnessed on my round trip of nearly 7000 miles.

There is a popular song called “I Can’t Get Indiana Off My Mind.”

I can't get California off my mind.

(The End)

comes of an old and true Verhovay family. He is at present doing'much toward organizing the new Branch 517, Cairnbrook, Pa., of which he is a member.

And besides being a very good Verhovay family the Udvaris are also a very patriotic family. Steve having three brothers who are serving in The United States armed forces.

Corporal Louis D. Udvari, whose picture here appears, is with the U. S. Infantry No. 14, Company K, Fort Davis, Panama Canal.

CORPORAL LOUIS D. UDVARI

Private John Udvari, at last reports, was with the Artillery, Honolulu. Hawaii.

Private Joseph Udvari is with Battery HG, 2n Prov, A. T., Ragley, Louisiana.

The military Udvari brothers are members of Branch 59, Scalp Level, Pa.

Yes, Verhovay is justly proud of the Udvaris—good Americans and good Verhovays.--------------O--------;-----•.

BRANCH 434 NOTICE

South Bend, Indiana

The regular monthly meeting will be held Tuesday, October 7, 1941, 7:39 P. M. sharp, at the Verhovay Home, 1024 W. Indiana Avenue.

Plans will be made for a harvest dance to be held in October.

Also, very important matters will be laid before the members as to the progress and welfare of Branch 434.

All members are urged to attend this important meeting.

Fraternally,

ILIJA YUHAS Secretary-Treasurer.

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