In The Kardos Saga, episode 7, Eugene and Anna had left Hungary behind, for good. They’d settled in the Bronx, New York, where they would stay for the rest of their lives. When Eugene first came to New York in 1905, he wrote on his entry form that he was staying with his brother Rudolf, […]
The Kardos Saga, episode 6. Hungarian Jeno Kardos transformed into Eugene Kardos (Grandad) when he stepped off the boat in New York City in 1906. Nearly everything about his old life was a mystery, after that point. The only place I ever saw his full birth date was on his draft registration records, for […]
Where we last left off in 1920, Hungarians Eugene and Anna had a new life in the Bronx, and three kids – Albert, Eddie and Alex (my Dad). They were age 35 and 30, and the boys were 11, 8 and 5. They may have lost their bar when Prohibition came in, but they […]
The United States 1910 Census tells us that Eugene and Anna Kardos were living in the Bronx, and had been married three years. He was 26, she was 21, and their first baby was two. “Color: White. Naturalization Status: Alien”. They and all their parents were Hungarian (nationality), Magyar (race, or today we might […]
13 million or so immigrants passed through Ellis Island (near the Statue of Liberty in New York Harbour) between 1900-1910. They are recorded on documents with one hand-scribbled line per human life, and dozens of lives to a page. Some of my people are in there. Did you have a “calling or occupation”? Could […]
Gran left Hungary in 1905, for Germany where she got a ship to America. The Hamburg State Archives provided the document of her departure. The facts are pitiful, to my eye. “Anna Dudas, age 15, born about 1890. Single female. Hungarian. Household members: 1.” They sailed via Dover and Bologne-sur-Mer to New York, […]
My early 60th birthday gift to myself is to spend some time and a little cash on researching our family tree. As usual, I expect it to be a noodle-shaped journey. There is a particular lack of info about the Hungarian side. I knew dad’s parents emigrated from Hungary, at separate times, to New […]
Do others feel split between nostalgia and sarcasm, when visiting their old childhood stomping grounds? It was thus I was sorry to miss Fanny Wood Day. It was a few Sundays ago, and Fanwood’s twenty-first. No, I do not have small children who need their faces painted. I will admit up front my interest was […]
I’m busy writing my second book. And working. And learning Thai. In the meanwhile… There are small-scale snippets, vignettes, every day weirdness, and a mini-blog with community – no, let’s call it bloggette entertainment with side dishes of exotic food for thought. and loopy folk commenting. There’s a handful of oddities each week, here: https://www.facebook.com/Noodle-Trails-Eileen-Kay-1560532710838005/ […]
photo by Kamalnv – Own work, CC BY 3.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=5064660 Two deadly snake stories slithered into last week. A certain silver-bellied cobra is becoming popular around here. K’s dog Princess found a skin a few weeks ago, at which she sniffed and did her evil growl. photo by Eileen Kay The next sampling came […]