Thelma at Mártély at the oxbow lake

Thelma took with her all the important memories of my early life as well. She was the only one I could pass on my memories of my childhood and family to. Memories are the undying but still mortally vulnerable spirits that keep lost loved ones alive. After I follow my dear wife, my own Mum and my grandparents will also die forever. Thelms (as a pupil of hers called her, and as I called her too) was aware of the meaning of Mártély to me, as well.