In the early 1950s, a remarkable photograph captured the APATINI family. At the center stands Dr. Ivan APATINI, my grandfather, who had taken on the APATINI name during World War II. Holding my younger sister, Andrea, he radiates a sense of warmth and strength. Positioned on the right side of the picture is my mother, Maria APATINI, gently cradling me, Jules. Dr. Ivan APATINI was a renowned and highly respected physician in Budapest, his medical career spanning from the Thirties through the late Seventies.
Little did they know that shortly after this snapshot was taken, the 1956 Hungarian Revolution, a defining uprising, would begin. Faced with the unfolding turmoil, my father, Gyula APATINI, made the courageous decision to protect our family. Boarding a train, he gathered my mother, sister, and me, traveling approximately 160 miles away from the Hungarian-Austrian border. Our journey continued on foot through a bitterly cold, dreary, and stormy night as we escaped from Hungary.
Tragically, our beloved homeland was under attack. Over 200 thousand Soviet Troops descended upon Hungary, determined to crush and eliminate our extraordinary heroes—the Hungarian freedom fighters who had risen in this historic revolution. It all started with a peaceful demonstration by brave individuals who had endured enough of the oppression and Soviet occupation that followed World War II in Hungary. But the tranquility shattered when the so-called Hungarian secret police, the AVH, unleashed their aggression, firing upon and killing innocent demonstrators, even children.
Thus, the 1956 Hungarian Revolution commenced, often referred to as the “Beginning of the End of Communism.” Its impact was profound, and its echoes still resonate today. I urge you to read the full story, as penned and interpreted by myself, who experienced these events firsthand as an eight-year-old