Getting dinner in the yard before I became a vegetarian. Outskirts of Budapest
School Daze (4th from left 2nd row) Budapest, September 1956.
Some of the dogs my great grandmother bred.
Late Stalinism with my grandmother and Buksi. Our backyard with a well, laundry and chicken coop.
Poultry feeding time in the yard. I’m sure we eventually ate every one of them.