Archive for February, 2010

Clara, Flower Queen of the World

Sofia and Space Monkey watch Pingu

Rejkjavik Postcard and Lacy Metal Bookmark from Iceland

I often laugh at the way I write down all I am going to do in my engagement book, and then other things happen instead.  I suppose it’s still worth writing down appointments and agendas, though I’m not quite sure why!

Last Saturday morning I found out that my younger daughter, whose husband had just had to fly to Germany for a family funeral, had come down with a nasty stomach flu. So, I had a good excuse to drive to beautiful Bellefonte and help her and have some playtime with my enchanting grandaughters who change by the minute! Clara can stand up (and sit down) all by herself now, and is so busy exploring the world and practicing her smiles on everyone in sight. And Sofia is like a little girl version of Busy Timmy, never still for a second! She loves to draw and paint and work with playdough and talk to the people in her doll house and play games, though she doesn’t quite know how yet. Still, she can do many things, move the pieces, count, name the colors. This is a time to absorb all a small child is doing. It is such a precious time of charm and enchantment, and goes by so quickly!

Fortunately Emily’s virus was quite short-lived.  By Monday afternoon I was on the road home again, and when I arrived I found in my mailbox an exciting envelope with a return address from Norway with the gift of a lovely postcard of Reykjavik around the lake and a pierced metal bookmark with the look of filet embroidery. They are from Britt-Arnhild Lindland whose House in the Woods blog is the first I read every morning…

On the little holder for the bookmark it says, ” Our grandmothers crocheted beautiful lace doilies. The evening sun, when shining on the delicate work, made wonderful shadows that triggered our imagination”. There is a link to http://www.heima.eu.

I both collect bookmarks and  love filet work, though most of what I have is the Hungarian style worked on a base of hand-made netting rather than crocheted. This lovely bookmark with its design of vines, butterflies and flowers is very charming – like a grandmother’s garden –  and is joining the bookmarks in the blue glass near my computer (when I won’t be using it to mark my place in a book). Thank you so much Britt-Arnhild! I wish I could have photographed this more successfully, but I hope everyone can see the pattern anyway.

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More Old Family Photographs

Aebly Szidonia and Jalics Ignacz

Jalics Vilma and Jalics Ferencz - Pali's grandparents

Jalics Vilma, Pali's beloved nagymama

Here are four more old family photographs…Aebly Szidonia was Paul’s great-grandmother and was called, so my mother-in-law told me, “Die Liebe Gute”, because she was neither especially loving nor especially good! But I hope she actually better than this sounds! She was the mother of Paul’s grandmother Vilma and great-Aunt Margit and great uncle Andor.

Whatever Szidonia’s shortcomings, her daughter Vilma seems herself to have been truly Loving and Good…..All her grandchildren adored her and about four of them confided in me that they thought they were her favorite. Actually it may be five of them who told me this….I think she must have been very special indeed. She had difficult times after her husband died in the late twenties and the depression began, and three of her four children died before she did, all in tragic ways which I am sure was a profound sorrow to her. But she remained loving and good to the end.

Paul always told me of their parting when all the family – except for Isa who remained, and Feri who was a Jesuit and out of the country already –   left Hungary for the West after the Hungarian Revolution. His grandmother told him it was the last time he would ever see her, and he, at eleven years of age, thought this was impossible, almost nonsensical. He could not imagine such a thing. But of course, she was right. We visited her grave in the little cemetery in Gyal many times and Paul would tell me this story with tears in his eyes, always.

(Only the picture of Vilma and Margit as young women is ours…The other pictures belong to Mari, a granddaughter of Paul’s Aunt Elizabeth. She lives in Szentendre and very generously  let Paul photograph these pictures, and also the portrait of his great-grandfather Ignacz which was in the previous post.)

Jalics Vilma on the left and her sister Jalics Margit

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Old Family Photos

Paul dressed like his great grandfather Jalics Ignacz

Pali's Jalics Nagymama, Jalics Vilma before her marriage

Paul's oldest brother and sister, Feri and Isa in the late 1920s

Paul's father Kalman and Uncle Feri in the 1890s

I have wanted to post some old family photographs for a while now. I have many, although some of our favorites, which Paul brought with him when we married seem to be missing. I know at the end of his life he hid special things and I can’t always find them, though I will keep looking…..

Paul was the family historian for the Jalics family and my brother Arthur “volunteered” me into keeping all the archives of Ruppelt and Granat photographs. Plus I have some Ellison pictures and all the information from my birth search.  I hope my children will be interested in being guardians of some of this when I am gone! Paul’s sister Isa did a wonderful job making albums for the Jalics and Fricke families with information and photographs, and both Paul’s mother and his brother Gyuri have written their memoirs. Every time that Paul and I were in Hungary we did some family research at the Szechenyi library and the national archives on Castle Hill in Buda and a Pest County archives somewhere in the city. Although no one wants to spend all their time in the past, it is worth gathering things every generation or so. It can be very grounding for younger generations to have a sense of their ancestors.

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