Verhovayak Lapja, 1944 (27. évfolyam, 1-52. szám)
1944 / Verhovay Journal
Page 3 JAMES SVIATKO is a member of Branch 3S6, of Detroit, Mich. His home address is 8353 Thaddeus St., Detroit, Mich.---------------V--------------BUCKNER, ILL. Branch 276. The attention of the members Is called to the following: According to the decision of the Board of Directors dividends Will not be issued this year, but placed into an emergency fund for the duration. After that divijijends will be paid if conditions permit. On the 3rd of December we Will hold the annual meeting. Officers will be elected at that time. Since many other important issues are to be considered, you are urged to attend. Those Who have loans on their certificates, are requested to pay at least the interest. All members are requested to pay 25 cents into the treasury for flowers for the funeral of our recently deceased fellow-member. PETER DURKOTA, President. JOHN SERA, Manager. j • -----------v-----------Juvenile Order Problems (Continued from Page 7) issue of the Journal ye editor had a long article by the title: ‘‘GIVE YOUR CHILDREN A CHANCE.” That article contained a number of constructive suggestions. So much so that it was pEPRINTED in its entirety first in the September issue of THE FRATERNAL AGE, and than in the Monthly Journal of the SCANDINAVIAN AMERICAN FRATERNITY. The FRATERNAL AGE gave a very gratifying introduction to the article. Says the FRATERNAL AGE: “Give Your Children a Chance” By Rev. F. W. Rettmann. “Fine understanding of the social needs of children is contained in this article. It develops the service other than insurance protection which fraternal societies may give the juvenile members. It was printed as an editorial in the Verhovay Journal, published by the Verhovay Fraternal Insurance Association, Pittsburgh, Pa. President John Bencze is Managing Editor, and Secretary Coloman Revesz is Editor. Rev. Rettmann is Associate Editor.” Look that article up, folks, for constructive suggestions. More wilt follow later as opportunity permits.---------------V--------------THE ONLY ONE SALESGIRL: Here’s a lovely Sentiment: “To the only girl I ever loved.” SAILOR: That’s the stuff. Give me a dozen of them. Verhovay Journal October 26, 1944 HE WILL REMAIN... The cold wind of early fall shook the shivering trees and swept the leaves from them by the bushel into the streets. Yellow leaves were raining down upon the street and the crazy wind scrambled them around and swept them up to the porch of her home.... The early fall brought the yellow leaves and it brought also a yellow telegram. When she opened it with trembling fingers, she could only read the first line that read, “The Secretary of War deeply regrets that your son . . ”, and then the telegram dropped out of her hand and mingled with the yellow leaves that brought fall and winter to her home and to her heart. G © © Snow fell from the deep gray clouds and covered the streets with the white soft rug of Santa Claus. Stars blinked from the sky and lights twinkled from the hundreds of homes in the valley when she locked her door and left her home to go down into the town. Her heart was heavy. She would rather not have gone but she could not very well stay away . for the Manager of the Branch came up the other day and begged her, “Please don’t stay away. We understand your sorrow, we understand that you would rather be alone with it, yet, at the same time, we want to share it with you and we would like to give you something that shall remain with you as a lasting token of our sympathy, love and understanding.” He was so sincere about it, he had tears in his eyes when he spoke to her. She couldn’t very well say no — she promised to go and now the evening arrived and she left her home. But while she was walking down into the valley to the town, she regretted that she gave in. Somehow she hated to make her sorrow public. Sadly and uneasily she dragged her steps through the snow. Slowly the town came closer. The lights were burning all over the Verhovay Hall, people were standing around shaking her hand, leading her into the hall and seating her at the speakers table. O © © It was a celebration of some sort but it was different from the usual celebrations. There was a hushed silence in the room that was filled to capacity by hundreds of people. Even the gypsies hesitated to start playing because every body felt that while there were hundreds of people desiring to have a good time, there was one mother there who could not have a good time. She came to this celebration with a casket in her heart. She could not put that casket anywhere. The telegram did not say where he died, when he died, how he died. The letter from the War Depart ment did not say whether he was buried or not, where his last remains lay. And so the casket that was to be her son’s, in her mind, remained with her. She could not bury it, she could not get rid of it. It was there in her heart — an unspeakable burden. © © © The banquet was well under way when the Supreme President of the Verhovay arose. Usually it was difficult to quiet the crowd but on this occasion, a deep silence fell upon the room the moment he arose. He spoke — words came from his lips she never heard. Even then, she was with her son. He was talking to her from somewhere in the South Sea Islands. Yes, she saw that man standing there at her side and somehow she sensed that he was talking not only to the crowd but especially to her and yet the words never reached her. ♦ Then he stepped back and took a veil from an object. In that moment, something happened' to the crowd. It was like a string that breaks on a violin. There was a gasp from the crowd and then silence. A silence that made her turn her head and look in the direction of that unveiled object, and then she rose as if somebody had dragged her to her feet. There was her son. Her son looking at her, with that sheepish little smile of his, with those beautiful sparkling eyes of his, her son as if he would have stepped out of the frame of a portrait to come to her and bid her farewell. Tears flooded her eyes and more she did not remember. 0 0© And now she was back a gain —good friends brought the portrait up to her home. There it hung on the wall of the living room in the place of honor and she sat under the portrait and looked up at her son. Somehow it took the sting of his death out of her heart. The widow’s lonely home was not lonely anymore. He came back. She looked up at his picture and unspoken thoughts talked to him from her heart. “So you came back, Johnnie? And now you will remain with me forever. You will remain with me like this. You will never change — you will never leave me — you will never be angry. You will never be sick and you will never cry. This way you will always remain with me.” © © © Slowly she got up and went to the window. She Total, inc. H. 774 792 864 2430 Won 3—Lost 0. looked down into the valley where blinking lights made her see where her peoplet the Verhovayans, were having a good time in the goodness of their hearts. “You brought me my son back. I will never be alone anymore. He will remain with me just like he was when he left.” She looked down and she saw them through the eyes of her mind as they were dancing, talking and singing. And then a smile lit up her face — the first smile in many months — a smile glorified by tears that flowed from her eyes, and gently, sweetly, she whispered out into the cold night, “Thank you”.---------------v--------------The doctor had a difficult case. A fellow who stammered badly was in his office for an examination and consultation. The doctor was young and hadn’t had any experience with cases like this. But he was doing his best to help. He asked the man: “Did you ever go to a school for your stammering? There are schools for that, you know.” / “N-o-nope!” the stammerer replied. 'T-I-I p-p-picked it up mm-m-myself!” Fraternally, JULIUS IGYARTO, Mgr. SPORTS Branch 342 Bowling Record CHICAGO, ILL. BOWLING OCTOBER 11,1944 LEAGUE No. 1 Pushovers Total Verhovay Branch 342 Sebestian 140 158 105 403 OCTOBER 4. 1944 Lachman S.116 98 114 328 Halek 197 144 167 508 Seiwert 127 171 132 430 No. 4 Spotters Total Hetzel 190 184 154 528 Dhondt 133 149 143 425 Doder 153 139 160 452 Total 770 755 672 2197 Bacon 123 152 163 438 Won 2--Lost 1 Ellias 156 164 170 490 Oziminski 136 140 151 427 No. 4 Spotters Total — —Dhondt 188 177 139 504 Total 701 744 787 2232 Doder 120 112 137 369 Won 0-—Lost 3 Bacon 132 133 148 413 Ellias 146 104 146 396 No. 2 Underdogs Total Oziminski 156 141 157 454 Saillor 158 141 168 467 —— — -------Marks 148 151 192 491 Total 742 667 727 2136 Lachman 148 184 148 480 Handicap 7 7 7 21 Igyarto S.108 111 111 330 — —— — Igyarto J.190 160 174 524 Total, inc. H.749 674 734 2157 —— — Won 1--Lost 2. Total 752 747 793 2292 —— Won 3--Lost 0. No. 3 Big Five Total Kasser 188 161 183 532 No. 3 Big Five Total Lachman 135 134 109 378 Kasser 119 138 193 450 Meada 106 168 93 367 Lachman F.134 94 115 343 Punches B.167 134 110 411 Meada 128 198 152 478 Punches H.184 131 186 501 Punches B.133 126 122 381 —— — — Punches H,145 183 128 456 Total 780 728 681 2189 .-----------Won 2--Lost 1 Total 659 739 710 2108 Won 0--Lost 3 No. 2 Underdogs Saillor 120 149 193 Total 462 Igyarto S.120 119 136 375 No. 1 Pushovers Total Lachman 146 138 117 401 Sebestian 167 133 152 452 Marks 155 119 168 442 Lachman S.157 162 136 455Igyarto J. 133 158 204 495 Halek 138 117 143 393 __________ ____ _ Sei wert 149 156 197 502 Total 674 683 818 2175 Hetzel 126 187 199 512 Handicap 15 15 15 45 Total 737 755 827 2319 Total, inc. H.689 698 833 2220 Handicap 37 37 37 111 Won 1—Lost 2.
