Remembering the Father I Once Tried to Forget
How I learned that adulthood is impossible without the acceptance of childhood
2 min readJun 20, 2022
Remembering my father today, Laszlo, a Hungarian Jew from Budapest born into a shitstorm of history.
He spent his teen years surviving Nazis, his 20s supporting his mother and brother in Venezuela, his 30s building a successful…
