Verhovayak Lapja, 1943. július-december (26. évfolyam, 26-53. szám)

1943-10-28 / 44. szám

October 28, 1943 Verhovayak Lapja Page I THE HOMESTEAD MERRY-GO-ROUND------------------------ BRANCH 430 -----------------------­HOMESTEAD ON PARADE: A daugh ter, their third child, was born on September 29 th, 1943, to Mr. and Mrs. Louis Ne­meth of 224 — 20th Avenue, Munhall, Penn­sylvania. The latest addition to the family is Linda Louise Ne­meth. The other two children are Louis Ronald and Phyllis Jean Nemeth. Congratulations to the happy parents. Around the first week of Oc­tober, another son wTas added to the family of Mr. and Mrs. A. Bober of West 7th Avenue, West Homestead. The family now con­sists of four boys and their Moth­er and Dad. Mrs. Bober is the daughter of Mrs. E. Simon of 300 West 7 th Avenue, West Home­stead. Congratulations! In the last issue of the Jour­nal I informed my readers of a son being born to Mr. and Mrs. Stephen Ollis of Hazelwood, on September 1, 1943, at the Home­stead Hospital. At this time I want to introduce that young man, Barry Stephen Ollis, as a new member of Branch 430. His Dad has presented him with a Verhovay 18 year endowment po­licy and like all youngsters who receive Verhovay policies I know Barry Stephen is just tickled pink about becoming a member of our grent Association. Barry’s father and mother, Mr. and Mrs. Stephen Ollis as well as Barry’s sister are all members of the Verhovay. The Nemeth family mentioned in my first paragraph are also close to b^ing 100 per cent Ver­hovay supporters. Dad, Lou, has had a policy with the Verhovay for many years, and Louis Ron­ald, Phyllis Jean and now Linda Louise have also been enrolled un­der our flag. My congratulations to Lou and Helen Nemeth for their fine family, for their inter­est and high regard for our Ver­hovay Association. HOMESTEAD WOMEN AWARDED PINS A group of ten Homestead wo­men were among 29 American- Hungarian women of the Fort Pitt area who were presented with War Service pins for serving 50 hours or more in promoting the sales of War Savings Bonds and Stamps during the past two months. Mrs. Louis DeMarkus, chairman of the omen’s Divi­sion of the Hungarian War Bond Committee of W. Penna, made the awards. The women recognized for their outstanding performances in Bond and Stamp sales were: Mrs. George Beszerak, Mrs. Andrew Hasak, Mrs. Joseph Hasak, Mrs. John Kipela, Mrs. Gabor Ladá­nyi, Mrs. Ignatz Lengyel, Mrs. Paul Zakkar, Mrs. Louis Szert, Mrs. Margaret Zadory and Mrs. Stephen Nagy. We all owe the Homestead wo­men a vote of thanks for their un­tiring efforts in behalf of the Hun­garian War Bond committee of W. Penna. They are working hard and long to boost the sales of War Bonds and Stamps among the Hungarian people. They all de­serve our support and patronage. BY P.F.C. WILLIAM C. KOHUT GOOD LUCK, BERT! On October 16th, Bert Kondis of Munhall, Pa., departed from this district to take up more serious duties at the United .States Naval Training Station, New York. A card arrived from him today and on it I find, “Hi Bill! Everything OK. Don’t think it will be too tough. I’ll write later—Regards, Bert.” We all wish Bert much suc­­ces in his new field . . . the Navy. SGT. STEPHEN BLACK AT CAMP REYNOLDS Our mutual friend, Sgt. Steph­en Black is now located in the Finance Detachment of Camp Rey­nolds at Greenville. I understand Steve likes his new Camp and assignment, and it would not sur­prise me one bit to see him forge ahead rapidly in his new post. HOME MOVIES? When I was home on October 3rd, my birthday, I took some movies with my Bell and Howell camera. But in order to take these I was forced to plead with Old Man Weather for a little sunshine in­asmuch as the late afternoon was very cloudy. Old Sol heard my pleadings because after a twenty minute wait he suddenly popped out from behind some low-lying clouds. And then I really turned the crank . . . small lever and took movies of all those present. I am most anxious to see the re­sults of this Hollywood undertak­ing of mine. You might see these movies when you are at my home some evening . . . our Kodascope Projector and Da-Lite Screen are real pals of ours when it comes to showing our “home-made” mo­vies to our good friends. FRIENDS AT FORT MEADE It was on October 4th that we held our reunion and what a gath­ering it was. In attendance at this friendly gathering in the Recrea­tion Hall of Fort George G. Meade were my good friends, 1st Sgt. John Gergely, Pvt. Andy Mitrick, Duquesne; Pvt. Alex Kardos, Mc­Keesport; Pvt. Charles Sabo and Alex Tornai of McKeesport; Corp. Albert Gergely, your scribe and last but not least, - Pvt. Frank Szappanos, our well-known Hunga­rian orchestra leader from Fair­mont, W. Va. It was one grand time and I am quite sure all of the boys who took part will long remember this particular evening. The majority represented Verho­­vay members so it could almost be termed a reunion of Verhovay members at Fort Meade. An unusual story is the one where 1st Sgt. John Gergely met up with his brother-in-law from Duquesne, P., Branch 441, Andy Mitrick, and were they both sur­prised. They did not know of one anothers whereabouts to meet here at Fort Meade must have been a real treat to both of them. Our good friend, Corp. Albert Gergely had six years in the Ser­vice before his induction into the U. S. Army two years ago. Inci­dentally, he was married to Ann Burtosky of 2803 Boyd Avenue, McKeesport, on June 12, 1943. I do know his many friends will join with me in wishing him much success not only in married life but also in Army life. My good friend, Nick Pastor of Munhall, Pa., is now located with the Signal Corps at Camp Crow­der. I know he favors his present assignment and I do expect to see him move right along in his new work. Pvt. Frank Szappanos, orchestra leader and radio program director from Fairmont, W. Va. is now sta­tioned at Camp Croft. He is now undergoing his basic training and no doubt finding it a little more difficult than his previous duties as a civilian. However, Frank will complete this training within the next two months and scoot home on a nice furlough! Lot’s of luck, Frank. On Tuesday of this week, I looked up an old friend, Corp. Andy Simcho, who is at Fort Meade now. Andy was a little sur­prise to see me inasmuch as he wras not expecting to see my face appear around the corner. But was mighty good to get together with Andy and have one of those old­­fashioned talks we used to have sometime ago. I made mention of Alex Kardos in my first paragraph and I am going to mention his name again, and this time it is to inform my readers and Alex’s friends that he is now stationed at Fort Eustis. Also Alex Tornai of McKeesport is now stationed with the Army Ser­vice Forces at New Orleans. (To he continued) Calendar of Verhovay Socials NOVEMBER 6TH, SATURDAY, at 8:30 P. M., St. Louis, Mo.— Br. 209 to give a 3-act Comedy Play in the Hungarian Lan­guage (A Méltóságos Csiz­madia) “THE HONORABLE COBLER’’, at the Hungarian Home, 1921 S. 9th St. Ad­mission 50c (tax incl.) Good Music. Dancing. Refreshments. Sandwiches. Servicemen free. TO THE CONTRIBUTORS The English Section is pub­lished the SECOND and LAST Thursday of every month except when holidays inter­vene, and the Fridays IM­MEDIATELY preceding them are the final dates. Contributions intended for the November 11th issue should be in before or on November 5th. Address contribution to ENGLISH SECTION, VER­HOVAY JOURNAL, 345 FOURTH AVENUE, PITTS­BURGH, PA. Contributions should be type­written, if possible; but hand­written contributions are also acceptable. Typewritten Articles: Use one side of paper only, and double space. Contributors please confine articles to 1000 to 1200 words. Handwritten Articles: Make handwriting as legible as pos­sible. IODINE’S HALLOWE’EN PARTY By EMMA JENE EVANS On October 31st, the full moon shone down on Whisperwill Forest, where Iodine, the Hallowe’en witch, was busily preparing her stew for the party she was to have that evening. It was cus­tomary for the witches, goblins, and all Hallowe’en frights, tci meet at Whisperwill Forest with Iodine every Hallowe’en night. Her swampy home, deep in the heart of the forest, was hidden from the village. No human being had eve*1 been near her place, the only thing near it was the village cemetery, where Iodine and her witch friends often went for recreation. And now tonight, as the moon began to rise over the huge tree tops, Iodine could be seen, busily preparing for the party. She was dressed in a coal black garment with a huge black hat to match. She has very few teeth, cross eyes and her hair very much resembled a mop. As the large clock began to strike the zero hour, Iodine came out to welcome her guests. Her friend witches were the first to arrive, floating through the air on their broomsticks. Then, the trio of black cats, known as Lucky, Midnight and Blackout, arrive. Soon after came the Jack-O-Lanterns, goblins, spooks, skeletons, scarecrows and bats; then the rats and mice. The owls of the forest are also there. While the guests talked among themselves, and were getting acquainted, let us leave the Whisperwill Forest and go to a small cottage in the village. Here, Larry, a flaxen-haired, blue-eyed little boy, sits looking out his window, watching the children, laughing and singing in the streets. Some of them are going to parties, or to a parade, but little Larry could do nothing but sit indoors and watch them, for he was crippled. His father has made him a large Jack-O­­Lantern, whose eyes, nose and mouth were very well carved. Hie mother had made a pumpkin pie for him, cakes and cookies. He had masks, costumes, and almost everything one would wrant on Hallowe’en; but Larry still wasn’t satisfied. He wanted to attend a real Hallowe’en party — far off in some secret place where he would really see witches, black cats and ghosts. But he knew it was impossible for him — a little crippled boy. As it began to grow late, his mother came in and patted his curly head, and told him it was getting late, and that he should forget about Hallowe’en and go to sleep. Thinking he was asleep, she left the room and retired, too; but Larry was not asleep, nor was he thinking of sleep. The full moon shone right across his bed; and he couldn’t keep from thinking and wishing that he could have some real Hallowe’en fun. Back in Whisperwill Forest, Iodine, who knew all that went on in people’s minds, couldn’t help knowing of the little crippled boy’s wish. So after discussing it with her friends, it was decided, that Larry was to. be guest of honor at their party. But how was he to get to Whisperwill Forest? After several suggestions were made, it was decided upon that he would be escorted to and from the party on Iodine’s personal broomstick. Back at the little cottage, where Larry was gazing out the window, a shadow flashed across the room, and in through the window came Iodine. “Oh!” exclaimed Larry. “Who are you?” Iodine introduced herself, told him of the party they had planned and that he was to be guest of honor. Larry was so excited and thrilled, that before he knew it, they were flying through space on the broomstick. Arriving in the forest, the guests all cheered Larry, and made him very comfortable. They ate and drank until they were filled. Larry played Hallowe’en games with them and talked with them all. He was very happy to have been able to attend a real party. When it was time to go home, Larry, in his red and white stripped pajamas, and beaming happily, once again boarded the broomstick with all the members of the party gathered round in formation. He soon found himself back in his own little room and in bed. In the morning he told his mother all about it, and the wonder« ful time he had. She smiled sweetly and kissed her little boy, telling him he had a wonderful dream. Larry winked his eye and said: “Was it a dream?” HALLOWE’EN Witches, goblins, big black cats, Pumpkins, scarecrows, flying bats; Spooks and faces can be seen, On the night of Hallowe’en! —EMMA JENE EVANS. (Note: — The above poem was written by Emma Jene when she was nine years old, and in the Fifth grade. It won a prize for her, being the best out of the two Fifth- grades in her school. This was her first attempt at writing, and since then she has taken a fancy to composing verse and short stories.) ,

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