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7. The years of the 70s and 80s

            In the 1970s, Hungarian society lived a closed social life: home
            gatherings  and  house  parties  were  still  the  fashion.  Our  new
            small apartment, which we built attached to a communal villa,
            with a forty-five square meter garage underneath, was a good
            opportunity for this. On weekends, we organized music on the
            tailoring table in the garage with giant speakers and everyone
            came. Even  the sons of our  country, who had  moved abroad,
            attended  our  parties.  In  1979-80,  my  wife  was  expecting  her
            second child, and as if they had agreed, she and her best friend
            became  pregnant  almost  at  the  same  time.  Our  daughter  was
            born,  but  my  wife's  friend  lost  her  child  due  to  medical
            malpractice,  and  after  she  recovered,  she  and  her  husband
            defected to Munich. Friends have left  the country  before, but
            their departure was shocking. We did not know about their plan;
            such a thing was organized quietly by those who decided not to
            return the homeland. Although before that I had a friend who
            invited  me  to  his  apartment,  and  we  spent  the  night  drinking
            before his leaving as a sign of goodbye. However, they did not
            say  anything,  sold  everything,  including  their  apartment,  and
            hiding  the  money  in  the  inner  tube  of  a  spare  tire,  left  the
            country  with  an  official  passport  and  sought  asylum  in
            Germany. They sent a letter from the first safe place, saying that
            they would not return home. The sense of shock and emptiness
            that moved into our apartment that day was incomparable to any
            such  preceding  defining  feeling,  and  their  absence  was  so
            inescapable that  whenever  we  got  together  with  others  of the
            friendly company, our active social life fell apart. We could not
            bear their absence in the form in which we lived before. With
            two children in our family, we suddenly became adults. We felt
            that  we  were  left  alone,  and  with  the  struggle  of  our  slowly
            forming social relationships and the accompanying loss of our
            parents over time, with the emotional romances and small and
            large  disputes  of  adulthood,  we  knew  and  became  convinced



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