Saturday, January 26, 2008

Ahoj Budimir!

Katka sent me a whole bunch of information via regular mail about our family in Budimir. When I got the letter, I was so excited! She promised to teach me a few Slovak phrases and send me some pictures. Written in excellent English, Katka filled me in on the lives of our relatives there.  It was so cool! 

I didn't completely understand our relationship to them so Patty explained it to me: "We are related to them by the grandmother Alzbeta who was [my great-] Grandpa Biacovsky's  brother,George's, daughter. So she was actually [my great-] Grandpa's niece and he probably saw her as a child. That is the main connection, but she also has two other living siblings as well. They also live in Budmir." 

Patty also told me about a book that Katka's father and sister wrote. It is all about the rich history of Budimir. Patty and Dave are trying to translate it from Slovak to English. It must be fascinating. Budimir is located near Kosice, one of the largest cities in Slovakia. I hope to see both places one day.

Dakujem, Katka!!


Sunday, January 6, 2008

A Christmas Past

As a child, Christmas Eve was by far my favorite holiday. We spent it at my father's parents' house in NJ and spent Christmas Day at my parents' house with my grandparents.
Christmas Eve was always magical. It started at around 3 or 4 PM when we would arrive at my grandmparents' house with a trunk full of presents. We would walk in and Grandpa Jules would be getting the egg nog ready while my Aunt Kathryn and Grandma Elsie were busily preparing the food in the kitchen. With a flurry of Slovak, my grandma would give instructions to my grandpa. We'd some snacks before dinner - veggies and cheese and crackers and other tasty bits. 

Then, we would have a huge meal around a long table. There would be tons of food and conversation. I would be on the edge of my seat waiting for the adults to finish. Dinner seemed to take forever. Then, dessert and coffee. We usually ate the famous cake from Gaston Avenue bakery - hazelnut cake with hazelnut cream in between the layers and
 thin slices of dark chocolate all around the edges. It was heavenly.

Finally, we would head to the living room to open the gifts. Everyone had their own corner of the large living room. After my g
randfather passed away, I adopted his chair -- a dark brown recliner perfectly angled toward the television -- and my presents were all delivered to that spot. After the presents were opened, we would all head home.

We left the house through the basement and the garage saying our good byes. I rem
ember thinking of what Santa was goi
ng to bring me as I waited by the door to the garage, where my grandma hung some pictures that I made for her. 

On clear nights, the moon would fill the window of the backseat of the car and it felt like it was following us home. The ride was short -- only about 20 or 30 minutes -- but I would usually fall asleep.

While I was in college, my grandmother moved into my parents' house and sold her house as it was getting to be too much to take care of. From then on, either my parents or the Asheys host Christmas Eve.  It's still a fun event for everyone.

PICTURED: Grandma Elsie and Aunt Kathryn at my parents' house for Christmas 2002. 

Connecting to relatives in Budimir

Happy New Year! Before Christmas, Patty and Dave sent me the address of our relatives in Slovakia. I sent them a card in hopes that they would reply to me and tell me more about them. Patty and Dave gave us information from their visit, but I wanted to learn more.

On December 31st, I received an email from Katka, who I think is one of our cousins, lives in the same place where our family came from. She works in Kosice, the second largest city in Slovakia, and lives with her family. She has four sisters -- two older and two younger. It was so cool to hear from her and to finally reconnect with our family there. 

I tried to find good pictures of her town, but I couldn't find much on the internet. Instead, I found some information about Kosice and a tourist guide about the city. I hope to hear back from Katka again soon!