Arpad Nagy
1st generation Canadian-Hungarian
Father, Fly fisher, Chef, Reader, Leader, and working on writer.
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Gut Twisting Rage Over Low Income Living and Kraft Dinner.
There used to be rules, rules unwritten but learned and understood. First, you worked hard for others, starting low on the ladder, gaining experience and skills, and slowly but surely working your way to better opportunities. Then, you'd find a career, not your last or best, but one to get you moving forward towards a goal with a plan forming on how to get there. Then somewhere along the line, you probably get married, most likely start a family, and work hard because the others you're working for are depending on you. But you don't mind, the goal is worth the effort, and the reward is far more satisfying than a fat bank account. You're a good human, making and looking after better people, and everyone is satisfied because you're taking home a solid five-figure salary.
Arpad NagyPublished 3 days ago in Confessions
Miracles at the MRI
Montreal in the summer of 1988 was a revelation. A city of glorious cathedrals, fantastic restaurants, and bustling promenades paraded by an obscene population of stunning girls and women displaying bare legs in summer dresses wearing brilliant smiles. I was fifteen and falling in love every five minutes.
Arpad NagyPublished 7 days ago in Confessions
Don’t Bring Those Reds in My Shop Boss; I’ll Burn Those Russians Down.
The thaw of the Cold War began in the mid-1980s, Mikhail Gorbachev. The General Secretary of the U.S.S.R. began floating new ideologies around with foreign words like glasnost and perestroika.
Arpad NagyPublished 7 days ago in Families
How Bruce Springsteen Ruined My Day and He Can Wreck Yours Too.
You can’t listen to Bruce while you write. Technically, you can, but it won’t do you any favors in the focus department. Your brain will split; you’ll be singing along with him, while the other half of your brain attempts to think, write and read, all quite poorly.
Arpad NagyPublished 10 days ago in Humans
Junior High Warm-Ups. Three Movies and a Big Dad Win.
Upon returning home from a vacation visiting my extended family on the east coast, it was time to change gears. We had a lot to do, and big things were on the way.
Arpad NagyPublished 11 days ago in Families
Poached Pear Frangipane Tart
Interested in more interesting recipes? Click here for the Vocal Cook's Collaborate Index. Fall is well settled in now. The fallen golden, yellow, and red leaves scatter lawns, the green trees of summer now half skeletons dot yards along the streets. The mornings are crisp, frost hugs the edges of car windshields, and you can see your breath in the exhale of mornings out the door.
Arpad NagyPublished 11 days ago in Feast
A True Halloween Story: A Two Block Terror Sprint With Evil On Our Heels.
We must have been thirteen then, nearing the end of the still respectable trick-or-treating age. It was just the two of us, Shawna and me. Other friends of ours were grouped up in their own candy crusade, and it was the first year I hadn't joined up with the usual small circle of friends for the night of door-knocking and the shrill calls for junk food to fill our pillowcases. This year, however, was going to be different.
Arpad NagyPublished 11 days ago in Horror
My First Round-The-World Quest to Deliver My Daughter’s Wish.
Author's note. This is not a story about religion. This is a story about a young girl's innocent love and connection within that relationship as she sees it. Therefore, religious terminology is used gently. Vocal's community guidelines clearly state that they uphold their intention to censor religious content. Rather than engaging in the ongoing debate of the use of religious phrasing and submission refusals with Vocal, I have chosen to edit the offending words with REDACTED in addition to blotting out offensive words and images in the embedded pictures, in order to appease the Vocal censorship committee.
Arpad NagyPublished 13 days ago in Families
