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In my latest memoir, I wrote about a memory I had of my grandfather who fled his homeland of Hungary. This piece is a tribute to honor him.

I’ve been writing for fourteen months now, mainly collaborating with my favorite literary blog, “Two Drops of Ink.” I’m enjoying the friendships I have made there. I would never have imagined any of this coming to fruition without my supportive writing community of friends. The old saying, “Surround yourself with like-minded people, and you become a force to be reckoned with.”

My goals are adding up little by little. Please take a moment to read. “Freedom to Choose.”  

While you’re at Two Drops of Ink: A Literary Blog, take a moment to read some of the other great posts from my good friends. Thank you, John

FREEDOM TO CHOOSE

BY JOHN C. GYORKI

Now and then in our walk of life, we encounter certain triggers that give birth to inspiration or remind us of a memory of our past. A certain melody in a song playing or a scent that reminds us of a person or an event that has taken place. I recently had such an occurrence.

I came across a news article about Syria’s brutal war, which I have been following for some time now. The image I saw provoked and prompted a thought about my Grandfather (My mother’s father). The imagery was so compelling and evoking to me that I had to write about a memory that came to mind. Continued at Two Drops of Ink…

 

“Hungary conquered and in chains has done more for freedom and justice than any people for twenty years. But for this lesson to get through and convince those in the West who shut their eyes and ears, it was necessary, and it can be no comfort to us, for the people of Hungary to shed so much blood which is already drying in our memories.” – Albert Camus

“October 23, 1956, is a day that will live forever in the annals of free men and nations. It was a day of courage, conscience and triumph. No other day since history began has shown more clearly the eternal unquenchability of man’s desire to be free, whatever the odds against success, whatever the sacrifice required.” – John F. Kennedy

“The lesson of the Hungarian experience is clear – liberty can be delayed but it cannot be denied. The Soviet Union had crushed the Hungarian uprising but not the Hungarian people’s thirst for freedom.” – George W. Bush

Weeping Violin Music

A Soviet tank in Budapest, 1956, during the Hungarian revolution.

Hungarian  Resources:

1956 Hungarian Revolution

Hungary Today

U.S. Embassy in Hungary

Image and news article that prompted my memory of my Grandfather.

TIME Magazine: The Man on the Bed

 

Meet Karoly Papp, my Grandfather.

February 1910 to May 1991

Thank you for reading my post. I appreciate you and your valuable time.

Sincerely, OT John

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5 thoughts on “Freedom to Choose

  1. I’m sorry for clicking on your page, so much. I had problems. Anyway, you described your grandfather WELL in your last post. This may be a weird comment but thank you for letting us know this was your mothers father.

    1. Click away Shelie! I don’t mind at all. It’s not a weird comment. I intentionally included that was my moms dad. They all had their way of coping with life. Thank you for commenting.

  2. Touching post and extremly relevant to the current climate. I just finished reading, The Zookeeper’s Wife and that prompted memories of my Polish grandmother’s family fleeing the war and the difficulties of making a new life in Canada. Without the words and memories of the ones who remember, I’m afraid we will continue to repeat our mistakes. Thank you for sharing a snippet of your grandfather’s experience with us.

    1. Thank you Bibiana for your comment. As you already know your family history. It leaves an impression for a life time. My grandfather and father would say the same as you. Repeat the same mistakes and in small subtle ways your civil liberties will be chiseled away. That’s how you destroy democracy.

      Appreciate your visit Bibiana!

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