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Sunday,
the 19th of May 1996 ...
"And
one day, she announced that she would marry Ferenc
Sass." Elizabeth threw her arms up with a smile.
"The whole family must have been up in arms,"
Dagmar put in. "Yes, answered Elizabeth, "but
mother insisted if they do not allow her then she will
go." Dagmar asked, "run away with Ferenc?"
Elizabeth confirmed laughing, "yes. And so my father
went to my grand-father and asked for her hand. And
grand-father looked at him saying, 'my dear son and what do
you think you will support your family with'?" Dagmar
mentioned, "I expected that question." Elizabet
put in, "but they did not think of money! They wanted
to only paint and they were deeply in love.
So anyway, then the family wanted a proper marriage.
The whole town was to know, grand-father being the police
commissioner of Nagykanizsa. My mother said, she will marry
in black!" Dagmar exclaimed in dismay, "o my gosh,
in black?" Elizabeth confirmed, "she will not
marry in white. I know because my mother told me all this.
The whole family was shaking. And she will not go to church
either. Now this might be in a way interesting to you, that
she will not promise, that upto his death and/or her death
they would be together ('Till Death Us Do Part', church
marriage vows).
She would not promise that. Although I believe that
they still love one another up there in heaven, I do not
doubt it at all. Father could not be without her."
"But then ... how did your father allow her to
go to India with you?" Dagmar asked. "He could not
go, this is another chapter," carried on Elizabeth.
"My mother was already living with me in
Budapest." "And what happened with your
father?" Dagmar. "Poor fellow kept on staying with
my grand-father and aunt. He is dead now, but that is so
very sad.
I mean, either it was the devil or the god ... She
had to be alone. She just had to be alone. My father had to
be alone also. He used to go to the forest. After the First
World War he lost interest in humanity. My mother used to
try ... eventually she went to Budapest. She kept on asking
him to come, start a new life. But the war had crushed him
too much, killed his soul. My mother used to write to him to
come and start anew. Letters I have seen. But my father did
not come. He stayed in Nagykanizsa. He had his friends. He
used to go to the nature and then also closed himself up.
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