One of the oldest document mentioning Aszód
dates back to 1401, but some archaeologist finds point
to a Metropolis settlement, more than five thousand
Sarolta, my daughter and I visited Aszód during our tour in Hungary in 1978.
The entry below was made before I wrote this note, because I had to scan about 10,000 before I could put some of them on these pages, but here I have to mention one of my observations and it applies to more than only this page, it doesn't matter how many times I visit a place and photograph it, some of the pictures I distinctly remember taking seem to disappear in some unfathomable 'blackhole'.
Aszód is one of them, but not the only one.
On two occasions I remember taking dozens of pictures here, even remembering the places I took the photos, but I could never find them.
Similarly, I have a list of places where it rains nearly every time I visit there.
After visiting and spending a couple days in Hatvan, Hui Chin and I paid a flying visit to Aszód on our way to Budapest and Györ, in 2003.
Aszód was another place where my family had to spend some time during Communism in Hungary.
(My father was a "class enemy of the state, because his 'pre-communism' 'title' and military rank. Our family was made to shift from place place at regular interval. There were thousands of people in similar circumstances in those days. They were the lucky ones, not imprisoned or executed, like many others. The enforced shifting was to make sure that these people, like my family, did not spend enough time in one place to make friends and 'plot against the regime'. And I suppose the regime was showing it's muscle to be able to control people's lives.)
Aszód also had another notoriety, it had a "Correctional School", a strict school for hard to manage students, today they would be called A.D.D. (Attention Deficit Disorder, or 'too clever by half' something similar to Borstal, but not a punishment institute more like correctional). Many school children in Hungary were threatened to be sent here if didn't toe the line. The school still exist.
Anyway, back to my story. We left our 'trolleys' with the station master while we went to explore the city.
On our return I asked a few questions from the friendly Station Master, who was glad to show me the 'workings' and the old and new equipment that runs a busy 'Railway Station' these days.
I was impressed by the progress of the city since Communism fell and the friendliness of its people.
In 2007, Hui Chin and I had another opportunity to visit This place again with Endre, my brother and his charming wife Éva. My photos are below.
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