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This is a picture of my husband Michael Aronovich, sergeant of the guards (on the left), photographed with his fellow comrade shortly after the war in a Hungarian town in summer 1945.
I am with my sister Yelizaveta Schwartz. My sister didn't get an entry visa to the USSR, when she wanted to visit me, and we met in Budapest. I had one photograph, and Yelizaveta and Earnest had two other photos. This photo was taken in Budapest in 1968.
This photo was taken in the 1920s. Here you can see my mother, Sara Lazar.
My mother’s maiden name was Sara Groszman; she was born in 1899 in Nagykallo, in Szabolcs county.
She finished elementary school, I think it had six grades back then.
My father was demanding, so our home was very strict.
I can tell you honestly that when my father was at home, we couldn’t breathe a word. When he left, well, then we had a good time.
This photo was taken in Budapest, the first from right is me Alice Kosa, the person in the center is my husband Jeno Kosa, and the person on the left side is my cousin, Aliz Bogdan.
One of my father's [Albert Molnar] younger sisters was called Berta Marmorstein.
Aunt Berta got married to a boy from Pest, they lived in Budapest.
Their daughter is Aliz, who is still alive, thanks' God, she was born in 1913, she is 92 years old.
My husband Jeno Kosa is on this photo, in the left-sided window, somewhere in Hungary, as a soldier.
And this is a different story. My husband got an employment [Editor’s note: after Northern Transylvania was re-annexed, the husband got employment in the noble judge’s office], and he was handsome, I must admit that.
Hundred seventy-seven centimeters, not too tall, but tall enough. And there he fell in love with a girl, who was fifteen years younger than him.
This photo was taken before the World War II.
On the left side is my older sister, Dina Gertzovits [nee Walter], next to her is my brother-in-law, Mano Gertzovits.
The others are their friends, they took this photo in a ball. Maybe there was tombola too, that’s why they had numbers.
We had Jewish balls before the war [World War II] in Maramarossziget, at Purim and Chanukkah.
I was a lass, I didn't go to balls, but my sister did. People didn't dance Jewish dances in a Jewish ball, as there were many Christians too, not only Jews.