Verhovayak Lapja, 1946 (29. évfolyam, 1-52. szám)
1946 / Verhovay Journal
Page 8 Verhovay Journal June 12, 1946 THE FERRET S “SMILE: a light in the window of the face which shows that the heart is at home.” — Unknown. IT WAS A GRAND CELEBRATION! It isn’t an easy job to write up in a few columns, especially in a gasping hurry to beat the deadline, the many events which occured at the 60th Anniversary of the Verhovoy Fraternal Insurance Association. Besides, we know that our editor will give us a comprehensive picture, leaving impressions and human interest stuff to his faithful reporters, Steinmetz, Kohut, Charlie Young and your Ferret. It’s going to be an interesting revelation to read what each of these writers will consider sufficiently important, so with these few words of alibhig, let’s get on to the female angle. Of foremost importance to my young readers is the fact that it was a thrilling experience to sea so many second generation members at the big event held May 31st and June 1st. Bowlers, contest winners, guests, our young Supreme Officers, and our younger Directors of the Board should give the older members sufficent assurance that the V.F. I.A. will be well taken care of llllliliM By Mrs. Jolán Lucas N E W & FROM THE FIELD (Continued from Page 7) group in behalf of the Supreme Officers whom he represented. All the veterans attending the affair were introduced and given a rousing welcome by their fellow members. The fellow-members, representing every branch of military service, of whom the Verhovay F. I. Association and the members of, Branch 395 are justly proud, are the following: Lewis Bartha, Jr., James Benedek, Steve Dobos, Charles Dudash, John Gary, Alexandre J. Goydan, Albert Joczik, Alexander Kardos Jr., Joseph Kemeny, Steve Kovatch, Steve Lesnansky, Alex Mesar, Jr., Wilson Movie, Bert Nagy, Kenneth Norman, Albert Sabo, John Sabo Jr., Julius Salaim, Paul Salaka, Albert Sipos, Fred Stipkovits, John Such, Andrew Molnár, Emory Makrancy, Joseph Knapick, Jimmy Kozak. It is significant that out of a membersip of 100, nearly onethird served and that every one of the returned safely. Of the < 29 members only trwo remain in service today. They are: Elmer J. Halas and Steve Benedek. To all of our veterans we wish much success for the years to come. Alexander J. Goydan, manager.-------—v---------------WEDDING ANNOUNCEMENTS when they are ready to turn over the reins to us. I was so very much impressed by the speeches and official reports of Sup. Aud. John Sabo and Dep. Aud. Emma Phillips ihat I nearly broke my neck getting up on the platform to ring' their hands in appreciation of their youthful messages. The entire assemblage rose to its feet when these two young .Supreme Officers delivered their golden words. Three cheers for the lifeline of new blood pouring from the reservoir of youth! Early Thursday evening, May 30th, the crowd began arriving at tlife Fort Pitt Hotel. Old friends met and new acquaintances were introduced to each other. Finally had the pleasure of meeting a far-away correspondent from Sunny California, Albert Steinmetz, who was surprisingly much nicer than his picture, seemed to indicate.. We resumed early feuding, but admitted that it was all in fun. Before I go any further, let me assure you that little personal histories of individual members, woven into a general story of any affair is merely to make the writeups more interesting and morn. The fraternal angle is entertaining, and after ex- stressed firts, and in time when periencing the magic touch of we can go down, one hundred FAME, I have learned that for. strong in teams, we can dwell members to be mentioned in any more lovingly on classified bowlof these columns is to achieve a ings along with their good points will certainly make more understanding fraternalists of all of us. As I’ve mentioned so many times in the past, none of us are perfect—we are accepted by our friends for WHAT WE ARE, not as they woud LIKE TO HAVE US. But let’s get on to the bowling... ah yes, the Second Verhovay Bowling Tournament which was ever so much better than the first. Twenty-one teams were at white-hot heat, with side-bets reaching fever pitch for favorite , teams. Speaking again of handicap tournaments, several remarks were made that it would have been better to bowl scratch, but the majority of bowlers were more than satisfied with the arrangement of Bowling Secretarty R. R. Diliinger of Tournament. Committee. You see, it still wbrks out this way . . . if we can ever got enough teams to participate, it will be possible to have classes and no handicap ,but when only a small number of teams show up, it’s only fair to give low-average bowlers an even break with top bowlers. Besides, folks, are we out for blood or shall we be cálled “money-bowlers” when bowling for our fraternal association? We want to meet fellow members from other cities. We Uke the idea of getting around and eeing new things and discussing ideas until the wee hours of the certain kind of glory. (H’hm, didn’t know that, did you, fellow writers? Well, give our friends a break and when they do something which will interest the many readers of the Journal, let them know about it — they love it!) By Friday evening, the majority of celebrants and bowlers mg. As things were nertv, however it was like opening packages on Christmas Eve to see who came in first. A “Dark-horse” Northampton, Pa. — took top honors. And they didn’t need the handicap because they were nearly at the top in actual pins. It was funny the evening before when the bowlers arrived and were checked in at the hotel and I razzed the Fairport. Harbor merrymaking and good-fellowship was in progress at the dance held that night. A good many of us were interrupted in tripping the light fantastic to be intraduced to strangers, who did’nt remain so for long. Before the wee hours of the morning, it was a big family, getting together to celebrate a birthday party. Csardas music drifted through the corridors and lobby, making new arrivals impatient to get in there to join the fun. Grudges were forgotten and a casual approval of disappointments and inconveniences were accepted along wiht the fun. Such acceptance makes people grow in tolerance and understanding, and there will be a noticeable lessening of tension between members. Knowing the people we have to deal with and allowing for their short-com-Edmund Debreczeni, a member of the Verhovay F. I. Association since childhood, on May 25th married the former Helen Kountz of McKeesport. The young couple left on their honeymoon trip to the west coast and will eventually settle there. Mr. Debreczeni is employed at the Glenn L. Martin Plant in California. His parents, Mr. and Mrs. Frank Debreczeni Sr. live at 1007 High Street and they, too, are lifelong members of the association. TO THE CONTRIBUTORS The next issue of the Journal will be published on Wednesday, June 26 Contributions for that issue should be in not later than June 19, Wednesday. Contributions should be typewritten, on one side of the paper only, double-spaced, and lot exceed 1200 word!, or 5,000 letters. Address contributions to VERHOVAY JOURNAL, ENGLISH SECTION, 345 Fourth Ave., Pittsburgh 22, Pa. team that my favorite quintet — Branch 38 mén — would cop first prize. You know what happened . . , my favorites were left dragging behind. Next year I’ll still be pulling for my 36 lads and they won’t let me down, you chn bet on that now! Yessir, it’ll be a different story. South Bend team took second, with plenty of -side prizes to boost Branch 132 into first place all the way down the line as the No. 1 branch in bowling, contest winners and number of members attending. The women’s teams from Br. 132 took two prizes and singles and three-game events. My favorits from Buffalo came in second, but then I knéw you would, gals. I had may money on the South-benders for first and you Queens as second and you filled the bills. Yep, the Detroiters and Dearbornites came in for prize money, too, but I can’t understand wha* happened to Olga Boldiszar—she and her partner Helen Lazar took first place in Class E doubles in Detroit’s City Tournament with 962 pins and yet Olga gets boobie prize for low single. Must have been her flying trip to Pittsburgh the evening before. Even my little team won, and this in spite of the fart that my fifth bowler was grounded and couldn't fly in Saturday morning—however, Br. 500 of Detroit came through in true fraternal spirit and loaned me Millie Klimo who held up her end of the team-work. Well, kids, you know how it is ... I can’t go too much into detail, so let me congratulate all of you, winners and runner-ups alike. We all iiad fun, I know, and the following message is from all of us. . . In the name of all the bowlers and boosters who attended this sparkling Verhovay Tournament, we’d like to take this opportunity to thank^our Supreme Officers, Board of Directors and “POP” Dillenger, Tournament Secretary, for the efficient and fair manner in which the play-offs were concluded and also for the grand time shown us at the banquet and dance. We are eagerly looking forward to next year’s big event and we hope to realize Vice-President Albert Ari’s dreams of at least 50 mens’ and 30 women’s teams participating with many more prizes and greater opportunity for fraternizing with each other. We know now that you are behind us 100% and we know also that the older members are ready and willing to have us share in the future leadership of the Verhovay. Thank you; we will all go home and pass on to our fellow members the messages which you, our leaders, request of us . . . to build a better and great Verhovay! As Mr. Ari said, “It is apparent now that bowling has been adopted as the number one sport jof the Verhovay second and third generation members, and we will do everything in our power to make these annual Tournaments the biggest and best in any of the fraternal groups.” So let’s get together and cooperate with such willing workers. Get your suggestion in early enough so that the Bord of Directors will have an idea of what to plan on to make up prize lists, posters and other arrangements. They can’t give us what we want if they have no basic material to work with and they cannot be expected to have every detail up to par if they are notified at the last minute of some forgotten rules and regulations. (Please take /lote, Joseph Nagy of South Bend . . .) Gjve them a break, because they really are trying to make the Verhovay Bowling Tournaments the best among the fraternals. They’ll co-operate, I’m certain, because they are sincere in arousing the interest of all American generation members, and up to now they have been working in the dark, unable to arouse any response through our lack of suggestions and criticism. Again, thank you for everything. A little personal story . . . met Mrs. Bird of the Fraternal Field who wondered how in the world I find time to partake in so many activities, plus raise a family, plus write afairly popular column. My only answer, Mrs. Bird, is that if a person has ambitions of a certain nature, which is all-consuming, time can be found to accomplish it. Writing has always been a supreme ambition of mine and with the^ encouragement and criticism which are given to me by Editor F. W. Rettmann of our Journal, plus the knowledge that the readers like the £tuff, I am doubly urged to sneak in the time to do it. Thanks for your many kind remarks, and I hope some day to make my Journal readers glad they took the time to read my semi-monthly fraternal messages. Someone made a jesting remark that every time they saw Lucas she was talking to a different person. H’Hm . . . Well, look, how do you suppose I get so many angles and views and impressions? If I sat in a corner in a dignified and lady-like manner, the passing parade would leave me not only bored but empty and unimpressed. To know what is wanted by the V. members and to pass on ideas is accomplished ONLY by talking and listening to suggestions from various groups. I hear what is satisfactory and learn what is desired. If each and every one of you would do likewise and ' get together to work out your mutual problems to a satisfactory conclusion, it is not only probably, but possible, to state the majority. Do not be disappointed, however, at the few Peter Sourpusses who are never happy unless they criticize every little detail and foréver find fault. There will always be a handful of nagging hair-splitters and they have to be accepted with the sincere majority. Oh yes, Branch Manager Frank Molnár, Sr. of Branch 514 of Youngstown, Ohio wondered why his branch was never mentioned in “The Ferret Sez”. Give me time, fellow officer, and I’ll get nar’s junior son is home from around to- all of you. Mr. Molthe South Pacific for thirty days. He is a Yeoman 3/c and I’ll be looking forward to meeting the young man when he puts on his civies. In fact, if things go the way I plan, I expect to be present at the picnic you Youngstowners are having on June 23, and I’ll have the pleasure of looking up these folks from Branch 514. Oh yes, Kapusi and Capt. Mike Charney of the Scalp Level, Pa. bowlers tell me the picture doesn’t do justice — Look for a new one soon. Look, it’s getting longer and longer, but I’ve got to tell you about our little “near-accident”. Rolling home on US 250, we had the granddad of all blow-outs. Give Rose Horvath credit for keeping the car on the right side of the road while she slowed down from a breath-taking 70 miles an hour to a complete stand-still without veering beyond the dividing white line. Give credit to Margaret Sara for coming through in a pinch from gratifying femininity to first-class mechanic while she changed a tire. We’d probably still be on the highway if it weren’t for the bravery and adaptability of my fellow-team-mates. The amazing angle is that none of us lost our heads and didn’t revert to typical female teariness but accepted a major catastrophe in the spirite of any strong he-man. Marie Gallovich, Jeanette Parsons and I walked back about % of a mile picking up the pieces of inner tube, some of which were only a flimsy inch long to the largest about 6 inches long. As the gas station attendant told us in Ashland, we’re lucky to be here to tell the tale. After this harrowing experience, the relapse into a fit of giggling regaled us all the way to Detroit. We re-lived every moment of our week-end from the time we started at 7:30 A. M., May 30, until Sunday evening when the/ golden glow of friendship added new stature to our awareness of our fellow men and women. It was a grand celebration and good sport and we hope to see all of you dear Verhovay friends very soon. Drop me a line if you have anything youe want broadcast . . . it’s 2522 Carson Street, Detroit, 9, Michigan. Until we meet again, cherrio!
