New Friends! Beata & her Family

We were so lucky that Beata found me on the internet and decided to send a message looking for her mother's family in the US! That was the start of our trip! She was the reason all of the Valachovic cousins got to meet each other! She found Ferdinand and Gusta.
On the Friday after we arrived in Bratislava, Beata and her parents Eva and Pavol Bedesco, invited us to spend the day in their village, Horne Saliby. We piled into two cars and drove from our hotel to Beata's home. It was drizzling or raining during our whole trip--and it continued for an hour or two.
We were greeted royally and sat down to eat. The food was superb and the company was outstanding. After the meal, we gathered in the living room (of course, took some pictures) and got to know each other better. There was the usual situation with the language--Ferdinand and Beata translated for the others, Beata and I talked quietly explaining and asking questions, everyone pantomiming. I hope our hosts enjoyed it as much as we did. Coping with the two languages just made it more fun for me.
Eva and Pavol are both retired art teachers. He taught woodworking as
well. Eva does exquisite needlework, and was kind enough to give a crocheted doily to each family. Beata follows in their footsteps and does a little of everything--she showed us several pieces of her work. Gorgeous! She is also a gardener, and even though we were there early in October, we could see that she put her heart into her garden.
Suddenly someone looked out the window and saw that the rain had stopped. A rainbow! The perfect symbol for our day together.
Later in the afternoon, we walked through the village to the confectionery shop. You can imagine what we found there. Even though we thought we'd never eat again when we left the table earlier, each of us carefully chose a goodie. And they were good!
As we walked back toward the house, Beata asked us if we'd like to see her church--the church where she is the organist. Of course, we did! Someone came to unlock the door and we went into a lovely, elegant church. With a beautiful pipe organ. Then came the gift. Beata asked if we would like her to "give a little concert." Again, of course. And, she said, she would sing also. She began to play, and then her voice came through. We were entranced. She has the voice of an angel! Tears ran down Larry's cheeks! She sang several hymns in Slovak and some in English. One that we all recognized was A Mighty Fortress is our God so we sang also. I assured her than I would send the English words.
The day couldn't have been better. I hope Beata, Eva and Pavol realize how happy they made us!





















