This is a true story about a young man who, in 1956, escaped poverty, hunger and a communist Hungary.
This story demonstrate how freedom is to be cherished and how a country like Canada allowed and encouraged its young people to think and decide for themselves in order to open limit less doors of opportunity to individual accomplishments.
I did it the old-fashioned way, through hard work and perseverance as fear of failure was a great motivator for me.
This biography is being written to leave a legacy for my daughter and my one and only grandson.
My grandpa passed away when I was very young.
My father died in the second World War when I was only five years old.
My daughter kept her maiden name when she married, but my last name will soon be lost.
For this, I cast my name and family history in the stone of the written words and dedicate my memoirs to my daughter and grandson