Fri 22 Oct 2004
My friend, Istvan, is the security guard at our office. Every morning he patiently helps me learn Hungarian. I still can’t say much, but over time we have learned to communicate better, and over time we have become friends.
His last name is not Bacsi. That’s a greeting you give older men. It means “older brother.”
This picture is about the only time I have seen him NOT smile at me. He wasn’t unhappy about the picture, it’s just how he chose to look. It didn’t seem appropriate to ask him to smile (like an American).
October 24th, 2004 at 11:47 pm
Has Istvan Bacsi ever told you that he prefers to be called Pista Bacsi. Maybe it is a nickname for Istvan. v
October 25th, 2004 at 9:19 am
I once asked him about that, probably incorrectly, and he said, no, his name was Istvan Bacsi. Maybe I’ll ask again.