Family members are invited to share stories of grandparents, parents, aunts, uncles, cousins, and so on, to add to our Steven Hollenczer tribute. Any remembrances you have of family members are welcome, and will be added to the appropriate pages! Please e-mail me with any stories you would like added to these pages.

The following are some of these remembrances, by Helen Weeks Hollenczer, Janice Weeks Hollenczer Bernath, Margaret Hollenczer Spatafore, Dorothy Hollenczer Dziomba, Steven Hollenczer Jr. and Pete Hollenczer III.

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Peter Hollenczer II (Uncle Pete)

Told by Janice Bernath: "Uncle Pete was a chauffeur, and Aunt Belle was a 'domestic', but they always looked so 'posh' to me!

"Aunt Belle was from Scotland; I don't remember very much about her, except for those brown edged wafers I mentioned! I do remember she was very pretty, and always with a smile. She suffered a heart attack when she was around 50, and was recovering from it in a hospital, when she contracted pneumonia. Unfortunately, she never recovered, and I think Uncle Pete never recovered from losing her.
"Uncle Pete worked for Maurice Newton, who was a Wall Street bigwig. After Newton died, Peter had a tenured job at the brokerage firm. I don't remember if Mr. Newton was in the service as an officer, and that's where Uncle Pete started driving for him, but he did drive for him after WW 1, until an accident involving a piece of hot cinder caused Pete the loss of vision in one eye.

I think Pete was also a driver in the War for an officer, and was hired to bring home a car for him afterward, from France. There was an accident in transporting it to the States, and Pete was sent right back to pick up another! I have a picture of him in what might be that very car! It's a Hispano-Suiza. When Maurice Newton travelled abroad, Pete went as his driver.
"I remember their visits when I was very young, about knee height--PETER, SHUT UP!!!!--and their bringing me brown edged wafers. My Favorites! I do believe I just "thought " they were all for me, but I managed to get around that problem whenever they visited.
"I have a couch that once belonged to them, having gotten it from Uncle John Hollenczer years ago. Pete brought it home with him after a visit to Unk, and he and I tried to sneak it upstairs in my house, past my husband Steve, all the while trying not to wake him. Only later did we find out that Steve was staying quite still, hoping we'd think he was sleeping, and not ask him to help! Uncle John made the slipcover for that couch, and did a wonderfully professional job! Though faded, the slipcover is still on it and still in perfect condition."
Margaret says: "I remember Uncle Pete mostly when he came to visit us in Levittown with Uncle John and Aunt Anna. He was always very quiet, but he had a very deep, gruff voice. I was always a little bit afraid of him! Of course I had no reason to be. He lived with Aunt Anna and Uncle John for a while, so whenever we went "home" to Long Island, and stayed at Uncle John's house, we would see Uncle Pete there. I do remember that when we visited, Mom, Pop, Uncle John, and Aunt Anna would play Pinochle occasionally. I think Uncle Pete may have also played cards with them, too. I don't remember ever really having any conversations with him, except "how are you", and that type of thing. He just always seemed so old to me, and of course, being the oldest in the family, he was old enough to be my grandfather!"

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