Liza's Story Part 2

Liza is 4 years old when her father ends up on the front line of the First World War. Yet how does the family find out what happened to him? Then, on the brink of total financial collapse, what solution does the mother come up with? And finally, we all remember certain tastes and smells of childhood... What experience will accompany the little girl for the rest of her life from the romantically named Cherry Blossom Farmland ?

The head of the family, as a gift of his loving spirit, secretly (without his wife's knowledge) arranged the ceremony at the Kispest Arch-Parish in 1917, and immediately before his military service - he was catholicized in front of his family in a solemn mass. He did not returned home from the front, only his rosary and his Bible, as a courtesy of a fellow comrade! For Elizabeth, from the age of four, the indescribable tragedy of her family and the sight of her father's black coffin remained a strong memory! (But it was most certainly only a "church prop" for the funeral mass!) To support her family, her mother Julia opened a bakery near their home, which later she was forced to close as a result of the tragedy that had befallen the family.

 Elizabeth, who was four years old when her father died, was distinguished from an early age by her sharp wit, will, agility and quick wits. Because of her physical thinness, on medical advice she was sent to the countryside, to Tolna County, where her maternal grandparents brought her up until 1919. From this time she remembers only her grandmother, who even went to the pigsty with her black rosary wrapped around her hand. Liza's only really lasting memory from that time was a very fine smell she could smell during summer walks in the fields! As a child, she did not know the name of the little flower, the smell of which she experienced in real life several times in his adult life as well. The smell could be compared to one of a sweet pea, and fifty years later, she smelled the scent mostly when his ordeal with Satan was over. The smell was not, however, linked to the actual presence of the flower, as it sometimes appeared in the city, even in winter, sometimes even in the midst of less subtle odours!