Hungarian Immigration

Humgarian immigrants settle in Whistleville.

I hope my Aunt knows what I look like. I don't think I remember her when she lived in Fony Hungary, but here we are. My husband, my son and myself. When we received her letter offering us a place to stay while Gregor looked for work, it seemed so adventurous. There are good jobs, she said. Mother was heartbroken. So many from the village have left for the United States. But life is good here. We have a Magyar Church. There are so few options in Fony. She was so worried that we'd be alone, struggling. My Aunt says so many friends from the village are already here. This is a new opportunity.