Upon reaching senescense, we tend to look back on our lives and begin to ask questions of ourselves. Questions we might have asked of our forebears when they were alive – not that they would have come up with any answers either. Questions like: “where did we come from?”; “what were our forebears like?”; “who were they?”; “what did they do for a living?”; “who are we?”; and ultimately; “what is that?”Read more
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The earliest recollection I have of hearing the ethnic appellation Ukrainian applied to our family name Babij was in the Fall Quarter of my first year of college during the Kennedy Era when I received a telephone call from a woman (whose name unfortunately I do not recall) inviting me to a gathering of Ukrainian-descendant students to be held at an apartment in the campus married housing complex. The woman went on to describe what typically went on during such occasions: an exchange of tales relating to family lineage and history; performances of traditional folk songs and dance; picnics where participants cooked and ate traditional food like beet soup, pedaheh (pirogi or varenyky) dumplings and stuffed cabbage called holubtsi or “pigs in a blanket”, similar to those I’d tasted before that had been made by Grandma Anna; and Sunday excursions to the local Orthodox church for Mass.
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