The Wohlstein family with their friends

This is a photo of our family together with the family of a friend of ours. The photograph is probably from 1939. It's one of the few photographs with my beloved father Viliam Wohlstein, in the photo the first one from the right in the top row. Standing to his right is my brother Imrich. As far as our stance as such was concerned, we were a Slovak family. As I've already said, it was the mother tongue of both my parents. They also spoke Hungarian between themselves. And that mainly when they wanted to conceal something from us, or when they didn't want us to know about it. They thought we didn't understand it, but by brother and I had somehow caught on to a bit of it from them, and learned Hungarian, and understood everything they said. As far as religion goes, my father was a liberal. As far as politics went, he was oriented more to the right. He always swore at the Communists, and those opinions and ideas of theirs didn't appeal to him at all. My mother, she wasn't interested in that all. She didn't give a damn about it. From a religious perspective, we were this interesting family. We didn't have a kosher household. But my brother was circumcised. But no bar mitzvah. On Saturday my mother would also light candles, and she and my father attended synagogue for the High Holidays like Yom Kippur and Passover. But if I'm to be honest, we weren't very religious. And my father didn't even put any effort into it.