8/11/26

Never forget where you come from and childhood memories

 Born in 1963 in a small Serbian town of Pozarevac on Industrijska ulica 76 and left at a very young age with my parents to Sweden, what we left behind is this very small house that my grandfather bought for my parents wedding as a gift fully furnished with everything they needed (they ware poorer than church rats) we kept this house for several years using it as a vacation home every summer, I loved it even the outhouse but scared shitless to fall into the pit as a small and skinny ass boy, I managed to stay surface !!

A few years later my dad sold this house to someone who I believe never utilized properly and now its all a wreck but for me its still great memories and part of my childhood that I cherish very much and feel fortune to have.

The photos is from my computer screen so not elegant but it tells my story.

Ziveli.





2 comments:

  1. Nice story and memories of Serbia! The journey from this village to global superstar chef is worth a more detailed article👍! Thanks for posting!!

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    1. Thanks mate, lets see how mush it will mentioned in the book

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