Ito came to the US in when he was a 18 years old. He worked at various jobs in the Los Angeles area. In , at age 40, he decided to return to Olib for a visit. Instead of flying like most people, he sailed to Olib in his 13 meter about 40 feet long sail boat. This was quite an undertaking.
It would be quite a feat for a full crew of men to make this trip under the best of circumstances. As it turned out, Ito sailed much of the way single handed. First, a little background on Ito. He was born on Olib in When Ito was three years old he was stricken with Polio and both his legs were effected. There was no doctors on Olib to help him. Although his legs were weak even as a child, his upper body was very well developed. It was therefore no surprise to his classmates on Olib when they heard of his adventure. Accompanying Ito on the onset of the trip were two of his American friends, a man and a woman.
They all left Los Angeles and sailed to Mexico where they encountered rough waters. While in Puerto Vallarta the woman in his crew did not continue the journey. This left him with only his male crewman. The two men continued on until they reached Costa Rica. It took them 36 days to cross the Atlantic Ocean.
The engine of the boat broke down while they were in Panama and they had no alternative but to use the sails for the remainer of the trip. To add to this already difficult endeavor, Maria was so sea-sick most of the trip, Ito had to tie her to the mast of the boat to keep her from going overboard. Ito not only accomplished this, but he and Maria arrived safe and unharmed at the port of Zadar. The Croatian newspapers in Zadar interviewed him on his arrival.
Later, Ito and Maria were married together they have a daughter. One can only say this is something to be proud of and a great deal of praise should be given to Ito for this accomplishment. John Babarovic was director of long-range planning at American Airlines in the late 's. These were the largest in the world at the time, designed to accommodate four of the new Boeing 's and two DC's under one roof.
He also designed the American Airlines terminal at San Francisco. At the time of his death he was working on a double- decker docking system for the Airbus A, a superjumbo jet that is planned to have two seating levels. Babarovic was born in Susak, Croatia, and was a graduate of St. Babarovic died on November 2, in London, England where he lived. John Babich, the tall right hand pitcher whom Connie Mack grabbed off the Yankee farm at Kansas City, a year ago, might well be called: John held the Yankees to thirty-six hits in the six contests.
In the only game he lost to New York. Winning fourteen and loosing thirteen games for a team that had a percentage of only at the end of the season was a great feat for Babich, especially when it is recalled that in , John was believed to be through as a pitcher. In fact, that was what everyone thought except John, himself.
He had developed an injury to his right elbow when with the Boston Bees and was forced to undergo an operation for the removal of a chipped bone. He went on the voluntary retired list and returned to his home in California. John had little to do but think about his future and when someone told him that George Uhle had been able to stage a comeback by reason of learning how to throw a "slider", John decided he would try to do likewise.
He essayed to pitch for Boston again and also for Jersey City without success in '37 and was sent to the Mission team in California. Won twelve and lost eight. In '38, he won nineteen and lost seventeen for Hollywood. He really staged a comeback with the Cowboys, winning nineteen and losing only six games.
Despite that excellent record, the Yankees brought in Pitcher Breuer in preference to the veteran and this gave Connie Mack the chance to land the courageous Croatian in the draft, about the best bet Mr. Mack ever made in the annual selection. The training season in California was not a week old before the dean of managers knew that he secured a most dependable hurler, one who should be a regular starter. Johnny, who by the way, is a neighbor of Sam Chapman, also of the Athletics, was just eighteen when he reported to the San Francisco club for a trial.
He was shipped to Globe, Arizona but recalled to win five and lose three games late in the season. The next year, , he was free agent, he signed with the Missions and did so well in , he was sold to Brooklyn. His trade to Boston, his injury and operation followed. Now at age of twenty-seven,Johnny finds himself really starting. More power to him.
During his tenure as Superior Court Judge he was reelected to that office three times.
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During his term as Judge, among other duties Judge Babich was elected by his fellow Judges to serve as Presiding Judge of the Municiple Court and also of the Superior Court , His mother, Helen Skrmetta was born in the village Bobovisca on the island Brac, Croatia and came to the United States in , when she was two years old. Judge Babich was born and raised in Sacramento, California.
He was admitted to the California Bar in Married with six grown children, Judge Babich resides in Sacramento with his wife of 45 years, Eleanor. Army Education and Information Supervisor, Ft. Croatian-Americans have been a part of many different political movements in the United States. Communism was no exception. Indeed, Croatian Americans constituted in the early years of the history of the Communist Party of the United States of America one of the largest ethnic groups in the Party.
Since the fall of Communism, documents have been released from various archives which shed some more interesting light on this often overlooked aspect of our history. We do not know too much about Babin's early life although after he arrived in New York he appears to have mostly worked, like many of our immigrants from the islands and Dalmatia at the time, along the docks of New York's West Side. By the early s, Babin became active in Communist Party organizations and a member of the Party as well.
The outbreak of the Spanish Civil War saw Babin volunteer for the International Brigades and he served as commissar of a battalion while there. Primarily consisting of Croatian seamen and shipyard and dockworkers, the Club was a Communist-controlled front organization. It nevertheless achieved great importance in the Croatian-American community and, during World War 11, became one of the most vocal supporters- of Tito's Partisans.
Apparently, the OSS and SOE believed that these immigrants, all of whom appear to have been Communists, would be perfect for such activities. Yale University Press, , note that certain documents, recently released by the America's National Security Agency and available on their website show that Babin provided the GRU with information about his recruitment work for the OSS and SOE as well as providing it with "a steady stream of information The Americans never caught Babin. He continued to remain a liason with the Croatian-American community and is known to have had contacts with various Croatian-American and other Communists.
However, the United States had already instituted repressive measures against Communists and initiated deportation proceedings against him. American authorities finally succeeded in deporting Babin to Poland in and he died in Warsaw in March ; far from both his native Preko and his wife and children in the United States. Nenad is a recording artist, composer, and performer who has recorded for Sony, Polygram and many other labels. Two of his albums reached No. He has scored many features and short films.
Another was "Life beyond Timothy Leary". Finally, Nenad is also a record producer with a special interest in documenting the fascinating but little-known musical traditions of his homeland, Croatia. His most recent work includes the production of three new acappella albums: Nenad's most recent solo record is "Thousand Years of Peace" which will be released in The album was recorded in Nenad's own recording studio, which he also uses for his scoring and production work and which was designed to accommodate anything from acappella vocals to rock and roll to symphonic orchestras on a location.
He is currently in preproduction for a new solo album, which is due for release in Spring Nenad sang in the new recordings of "We Are Family" benefit for the Sept. His label just signed a contract for the worldwide promotion and distribution of "The Pharos Cantors" Glagolitic Chants based on Gregorian Chants. Through his singing and songwriting Nenad's goal is to spread the message of joy and universal peace. He came from Dalmatia, Croatia where he was born February 28, , the son of Luke Bachan, a hardworking farmer whom he never knew, for he passed away when the son, L.
His devoted mother is still living. On October 6, , he landed in New York, eager to try his fortune under the more favoring Stars and Stripes; and soon after setting foot on American soil he boarded a train and started for California. On the 13th of October, , Mr. Bachan reached the Pajaro valley in Watsonville and immediately went to work.
Luckily, he had been able to save a little money from his dollar-a-day income, and, though his beginning was unpretentious enough, he has been, by hard work, foresight and thrift, very successful. His success here has developed an intense interest on his part in all that pertains to the growth and future of Watsonville. Bachan, who was beloved by all who knew her, died November 1, , and he had subsequently married Miss Maria P.
Alaga, by whom he has one child, Alice Maria. He is a republican; has attended to the third degree in the Knights of Columbus; is a Forester of America; and belongs to the Austrian-American benevolent Association. Josip Bachmann was the organizer and director of the Tamburica orchestra "Croatia" in the Croatian parish of St. Anthony's in Los Angeles. As an expert of Croatian tamburica music which interested and occupied him since his early youth in his native Osijek in Croatia. He was born January 7, He played for Radio Osijek.
Music was always a great part of Josip Bachmann's life-especially after his musical education, which he finished at the Osijek Musical Academy. Josip arrived in the United States in , where he continued to contribute to the artistic life of the Croatian community in Southern California.
As a conductor of the "Croatia Orchestra" he held many a concert-not only in the parish halls of St. Anthony but also in many of the musical institutes of the United States. In this way, many thousands Americans first heard Croatian tamburica music. He also conducted for three phonograph albums: Maestro Bachmann devoted much of his time-even as he worked regularly-to the Croatian children and young people to whom he taught the different tamburica instruments free of charge.
She was an American citizen, originally from Los Angeles. John Badovinac published many articles on Croatian history and ethnic history; these were published in the Zajednicar newspaper of the Croatian Fraternal Union. She was born to Croatian parents June 25, in Vancouver, Washington. Dalibor Bagaric has changed his summer plans after a heart-to-heart with operations chief Jerry Krause, who convinced the second-year center it would be in his best interests to participate in the Bulls' summer program.
Bagaric had grown so disenfranchised with a lack of playing time, he vowed to stay in Croatia throughout the summer. But Bagaric has seen more playing time since Brad Miller was traded to the Indiana Pacers, and Krause made sure Bagaric understood the importance of remaining in Chicago. But we never have had any problems with Dali.
He's a hard worker. I will be here. Born June 21, , Chigago, Illinois. Candidate in Ibero-American Studies. He specialized in Spanish and Latin American Literature. Army Service in Germany, and study in Austria. It all begins with one woman. Caroline Puskarich , a native of the Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania area, played in junior tamburitz groups as a child and then went on the play, dance, and sing in the well-known Duquesne University Tamburitzans. Moved to California, she married Afred Bahr in and settled in Mountain View to begin her married life.
But once a tamburitzan, always a tamburitzan, and she missed the dancing, playing, and singing that she was used to. The solution was to start up a tamburitza group of her own based upon her past experience in Pennsylvania. In Caroline gathered a group of some fifteen adults who were willing to work at this new experience, found some instruments, and began teaching in various homes and in the fruit-drying shed on the Sulaver ranch in Cupertino. Shortly after that beginning Caroline started several junior groups and the era of the Veseli Seljaci and its allied groups was launched.
Veseli Seljaci played to enthusiastic crowds at nearly twnety national Extravaganzas and had presented yearly concerts to large audiences. During their most active period, the Veseli Seljaci recorded 4 LP records and 4 cassette tapes, and they performed at 15 Tamburitza Extravaganzas in various cities around the United States. What more appropriate name could be chosen for a restaurant specializing in sea food than Popeye? And so, when you step past the large stove on the sidewalk where fresh lobsters, shrimps and crab are cooked, into the dining room, you meet Popeye face to face in the amusing paintings on the wall of the Popeye Fish Grotto.
You see him in his various sea adventures which are delightfully intriguing. Then when you are seated in one of the comfortable open booths, he again greets you on the menu. The atmosphere of the sea, of fishing, of the Latin race, of the ships which sail the seas, always enfold one and carry the mind to distant shores, from whence came these men of many lands, where fishing was their calling in the old country.
When Dan came to California in he missed his fishing adventures and decided to have a restaurant where fish would be the specialty. He has worked and had restaurants since that time in Sacramento and San Francisco. Airy, bright, new and clean, the dinning room can accommodate as many as And, if some of the party desire fish and others do not care for it, each may be satisfied to his taste. The pots of chowder, Boston clam and Coney Island clam chowder, the mackerel pickled by the chef that day, the trays of freshly shelled shrimps, the great jars of newly made dressings, all were in readiness for customers.
A small San Francisco boating club known for its stiff drinks and salty characters is making an impressive and unlikely bid for the oldest prize in professional sports, the America's Cup. If it succeeds in this elite, highstakes race being waged in the waters off New Zealand, the Golden Gate Yacht Club - whose Commodore is a radiator repair businessman - could change the staid and sterIing image of yachting.
The regatta is an exclusive party the band of blue-collar boaters never imagined attending. The Golden Gate snagged its front-row seats to the Super Bowl of sailing through an unexpected deal forged between the modest mechanic and Silicon Valley mogul Larry Ellison. The incongruous pairing happened after talks unexpectedly broke off between Ellison and the city's prestigious St.
The club had balked at Ellison's requirement that three members of Oracle racing sit on the St. Bajurin is credited with taking the club from a state of imminent demise to the pursuit of sailing's Holy Grail. Desperate to find sources of revenue to sustain the club, Bajurin pitched the sponsorship idea to Bill Erkelens, a Bay Area sailor who runs Ellison's racing operations. He is one of four billionaires backing syndicates. Oracle racing got what it wanted out of the sponsorship deal: The Golden Gate secured a much needed infusion of cash.
More than members of Oracle racing became dues-paying club members. Her death came upon suddenly in Her husband Joza passed away just few months ago, and now it seems that Ruza longed for joining her dear Joza. Ruza Bajurin was born in Zenica, Bosnia, on October 2, She attended elementary and high school in Zenica. Her parents moved to Zagreb, so she continued her education in Zagreb. She graduated in linguistics: French, Italian and Spanish. Beside those languages she was interested in Esperanto and Russian.
In she was sent to Berlin as an official interpreter at the Croatian embassy. There she met her future husband Joza. She married in Berlin. The son Borna was born in Zagreb in By the end of the war the couple separated- Ruza returned to Zagreb with her son Borna, and Jozo moved from Switzerland to America. She was working and studying in America. She was the secretary of the Lodge for many years.
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Furthermore, she organized the Croatian Library with an enviable number of books. She founded the Croatian language school. Ruza was a humanitarian person. She had been working for years as a volunteer in the senior's home "Laguna Honda". She also wholeheartedly worked to ease the pain and suffering of Croatian orphans. Judge Bakarich currently sits on a Superior Court, assignment in Department 98 a criminal department. Judge Bakarich is a second generation American.
His grandfather, Stjepan, was born in Udbina, Lika and emigrated to the United States to settle in Rose, Nevada and work in the copper mines until his death as a result of a mining accident. Prior to his becoming a judge, Judge Bakarich served the City of Sacramento as a police officer and, after passing the bar, the County of Sacramento as Deputy Disctrict Attorney.
He and his wife Peggy reside in Sacramento, California. Judge Bakarich has three adult children. Dad came earlier in He returned in to marry mother in her home town of Vis, Croatia on island of Vis. They were childhood sweethearts in Vis, and were married in Sveti Duh Catholic Church across the street from mom's house, which I have visited three times. They honeymooned in Split and Trieste and took a boat from there to New York, which took 30 days.
The train was the next transportation to San Francisco. Mother's maiden name was Slavic and her mother's maiden name was Mare Cargotic. Dad's mother's maiden name was Tonina Puhalovic. Dad was an artisan stonemason having learned his trade from his father and older brother, Antone, who were contractors in this trade in Vis. Dad worked in the Bay area, Napa and Martinez. My sister Mary was born December 7, in Martinez. They moved to San Francisco in and were all shook up by the April 18, earthquake.
They lost all but 2 blankets and a knife dad's father had given to him. They evacuated to a park near their Green St. Dad also later helped to bring his younger sister Lena, from Vis. In , my father, Petar Bakulich, arrived in Bellingham, Washington. I think he came to America through Canada. He was 19 years old and was born on the Island of Vis, Dalmatia, Croatia.
I do not know a lot of his personal history at that time. However, he lived with his sister, Yela Mu1jat and brother-in-law, Nickola Mu1jat; who were the parents of my first cousins, Frank and Vince Mu1jat. I am writing this article to let the people of Bellingham know how this young immigrant from Dalmatia is a forgotten part of your city's history in the early 's. His first job in this country was during the development of your beautiful Fairhaven Park. He pulled tree stumps after the trees were cut down to clear the area that would be used for the park.
To do this, he was given two mules in a team attached to a wedge plow and with a series of chains when the setup was completed - he would give the command to the mules, and hopefully pull up the stump. If he was successful he would then go to the next stump. Sometimes the stump was too big or too deep and when he gave the command, the mules moved forward and if the plow wedge got caught under the stump the wedge plow would catapult him over the stump and he would land between the mules. This was because my father had a firm grip on the handles and was not able to release his hold in time.
He would describe his displeasure in a language only another Croatian would appreciate, and not for publication in this letter. At best, it was a tough job even in those days for a young man trying to find his way in America. I never visit Bellingham without passing through the park. I have a warm feeling about his contribution to the people of Bellingham. This story was repeated time and time again to my sister, my brother, and me. After the tree stump-pulling job, he joined the salmon fishing fleet like so many other Croatian immigrants.
This was another tough job as described in early articles of the Pacific Northwest Croatian. To say that these men were only fishermen does not do them justice. These men were pioneers of the industry and innovators of supporting industries, canneries, boat builders, net manufacturers, harbor builders, and many other businesses up and down the coast, from Canada to Mexico. Together they helped develop the largest fishing industry in the world.
These pioneers of that legacy should never, ever be forgotten.
It was an easy walking distance to the boat docks, or in my father's case, the walk to the future Fairhaven Park. My mother graduated from Fairhaven High School around She came to America with her mother and dad when she was five years old. My father didn't get along too well with his potential in-laws, in fact, they tried to discourage any relationship between the two. However, my Mom and Dad were determined to get married and plan their future together. They hopped on a train from Bellingham to Sacramento,. California where my Dad had relatives.
On October 28, , they were married, but the marriage did not have the blessing of her parents. My mother was 19 and my father was Of course the relationship between my father and his in-laws improved over time and they became good friends. Once they were married in Sacramento, they moved directly to San Pedro.
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There was another colony of Dalmatians who like many other fiiends and relatives from the old country, were willing and waiting to give a helping hand to a newcomer. It was at this time he joined the San Pedro fishing fleet. We all know that tuna and sardine boats are very large and very expensive to operate. Consequently, there were very few individuals who were sole owners of these boats. Instead, the fishermen would get together with friends and relatives, form partnerships, and then purchase a boat.
My father was a partner in the following boats: All the boats are now docked in Davey Jones' Locker. No one can say that being a fisherman is an easy job. Most of the fishermen I knew had a philosophy Of "when pulling on a rope, and if whatever you were pulling did not move, and you complained that this is too hard - they would say it couldn't be that hard, You didn't break the rope yet.
Once while fishing off the coast of Mexico, about miles out to sea, my father fancied a swim. He took a long dive out of the crow's nest from about fifty feet up. He made the mistake of diving with his mouth open and on impact with the sea, his false teeth popped out and he lost them. He never did that again! These old timers had very little tolerance for effors or mistakes and if you made one, look out!
Once again fishing for tuna off the coast of Mexico, we were in a set and caught a school of tuna mixed with about 15 tons of sharks. Since I was just getting my start I was assigned to work the skiff, when the skiff came along side the boat I was given a long boat hook and told to push the skiff away from the boat so they wouldn't bang each other due to the roll and pitch of the sea and cause damage. The rest of the crew were on deck hauling in the net. While pushing the skiff away from the boat, the hook got caught in the net and all work stopped so I could release the hook.
If I didn't release the hook it might have ripped the net, and we could lose the tuna. As hard as I tried I couldn't get the hook released. My father lost his patience and took matters in his own hands. He took off his boots and jumped in the water with the sharks, pushing them out of the way with his bare hands. Then he swam through the sharks to the boat where the hook was tangled.
He unsnarled the hook and swam to the skiff, he handed me the boat hook then swam back to the boat. The crew was waiting for the sharks to bite my dad, but they didn't. Then my father told me not so nicely to never make that mistake again. He was a real trooper when it came to giving someone a chewing out. After the set was over and we had the tuna aboard, one of the crew members whispered to me that, "Even the sharks think your old man is too damned tough to eat. In the early 's between the tuna and sardine fishing season and during the light of the moon when the fishing fleet was not fishing my dad played soccer with the local San Pedro team called the "Jardrans" he played with this team for a number of years and the family and relatives would go watch him play on Sunday aftemoons.
In his younger days he was very spry and to prove it he would jump over the open hatch on the Betsy Ross and also he could stand along side the kitchen sink and spring jump to the top surface of the sink. Some of his fishing buddies who were friends on Vis before they came to America told me that he should never have left Vis and stayed there and became a professional soccer player. I guess it's from his side of the family that we inherited our ability to play good sports. Like my cousins Frank and Vince Mu1jat in basket ball, my cousin Anthony Brajcich, baseball; my brother Frank, Baseball; and myself, all league - Ist team basketball; and my nephew, Joe Lovitto, who was drafted at age 18 to play major league baseball for the Texas Rangers.
All of these, like my dad, were above average in sports. I remember once when my neighborhood boy fiiends were out playing football in the street and my Dad came home early from working on the boat. He saw us kids playing and asked us if he could kick the ball we gave him the ball and he sent us down the street to catch the ball except when he kicked it - his foot went through the ball and it popped!
There was so much excitement between us kids, that I don't remember what we played the rest of the day, probably marbles. In the Dalmatian tradition around Easter my Dad, my uncles, and fishing buddies would get together and buy a spring lamb, slaughter the lamb, save the innards, heart, liver, lungs, and kidneys. My Mom would make a Dalmatian island stew with potatoes called "Kulin" in Croatian. They would sit around the table eating this stew and drink home made wine and praise God how good it tasted. In my father made his last fishing trip. I think this year he gave up tuna fishing to make one more salmon trip so that he could see me.
Sadly, we were only able to spend one afternoon together; and at that time he complained about a sore he had in his mouth. When he returned to California the doctors diagnosed it as advanced cancer. He was a heavy smoker, drinker, and a tough fishing son-of-a-gun. He died on January 18, His funeral was huge even by San Pedro standards.
So whenever you pass through Fairhaven Park, remember one of your own who helped make this park and say a prayer. Tuna Trip Aboard the Blue Sky: The newest member of the crew was my friend Matt Milosevich. We were pals in high school and he wanted to try his luck at commercial fishing. Matt's folks - although not from any of the Dalmatian islands, they were still from Croatia up around the Area of Rijeka. Matt's father came to! He came through the Northeast through Minnesota then south to Colorado, this was in the early 's.
The folks settled in an old town on the Santa Fe Trail called Trinidad. The town was very active in the cattle drives during this extended period. Matt's Dad worked in the coal mines and he bought a 50 acre farm where Matt was raised with his 4 brothers and 3 sisters. During the depression Matt's father was also a part-time copper-smith making wine barrels in the barn to help support the family along with some bootleg spirits that Matt doesn't like to talk about.
Matt moved to San Pedro in during WW 11 and we have been friends ever since. All the crew members of the Blue Sky were able-bodied, experienced men who could be counted on to handle any situation on a typical fishing trip. In May or June of we were getting ready to fish tuna in Mexican waters which would take 5 to 7 days traveling time before we came to the fishing grounds. After saying good-bye to our families and friends at the San Pedro fish docks, we left the Los Angeles harbor around 6 P.
We were now under way and heading south off the California coast. Matt and I were assigned the 8 P. At night out on the ocean around 10 P. I mean you can't see anything 30 feet away - no stars were out, no moon, no nothing! I was on the helm steering the boat and Matt said he was going to go below to check out the engine room and deck. He was on his way back to the bridge when Matt saw another crew-meniber on deck. His name was "Svetco" an old-timer fisherman with many, many years of experience, Svetco was attempting to fetch a bucket of sea water to flush the toilet in those days this was the only way to flush.
Svetco made a very dangerous mistake that almost proved fatal. One of the first things a fisherman or any seaman learns is that you never ever wrap the end of a rope that fastens to a bucket around your wrist, because when you throw the bucket into the water, the weight of the water rushing into the bucket causes a force strong enough to pull any man over board unless he is on good solid footing.
This is what happened to Svetco, he couldn't retrieve nor let go of the bucket so it pulled him over board. Matt was standing about 20 feet from Svetco and saw the whole thing, He immediately made his way back to the bridge where I was steering the boat. Very emotionally, he tried to tell me that Svetco, fell over board. I very calmly told Matt that this was his first fishing trip and to quit horsing around-we don't play that type of joke on each other and this is a serious thing to be kidding about.
Boy he sure got excited then He said, "Pete, No I'm not kidding and go to hell, Svetco, did fall over board! Then we started searching the waters with a high-power search light. We finally spotted Svetco bobbing in the water, waving his hands and shouting to be helped-he looked like a floating orange. By now Svetco, had been in the water about 15 minutes. George, another crewmember, quickly went to the bow of the boat with an emergency life ring.
When we came close enough to Svetco, George threw the life ring and made the perfect throw right over the arm of Svetco. I think Svetco was going down for the 3rd time. When we got him on deck, he was holding onto the life ring -for dear life-so hard that we had to pry it off. We all knew that in a few more minutes Svetco would have drowned. As it was, Svetco was suffering from cold and exhaustion. We got him undressed.
We were all very thankful he was alive as we continued on our way to the fishing grounds in Mexico. The next day when Svetco was almost recovered and dressed, he showed us his arm that was in the life ring. It was black and blue from his wrist to his shoulder, bruised and tender from grasping the ring so hard.
He was very grateful to the whole crew but especially to Matt. He gave Matt most of the credit for saving his life and he promised Matt that when we returned to San Pedro he would buy him a nice pair of slacks from "Brown Brothers" the best men's store in town. Matt and old Svetco became good friends. He took Matt under his wing and spent time teaching him the fundamentals of being a fisherman. He had great gratitude to Matt for sounding the alarm and saving his life. Matt said he was a cranky old fart who complained all the time.
In about 30 days we caught enough tuna to load the boat and headed for home. Back at San Pedro after 2 days of unloading the tuna, the crew was ready to go home. Svetco was all dressed up with his polished brown shoes, nice tan pants, matching shirt and tie, and to top off this outfit he placed an expensive tan colored Stetson hat on top of his head-he really looked the part of a sharp dude, He was ready to leave the boat and told every one good-bye then told Matt he was going to town and buy him the promised pair of slacks.
As he went to step off the boat onto the dock, he lost his footing and fell into the water. Most of the crew rushed to the side of the boat to watch Svetco. There he was spitting and sputtering, his nice Stetson hat floating off his head about 4 feet away. The skipper of the boat asked him, "Svetco what the hell are you doing in the water? The crew was hysterical with laughter, laughing so hard that we were incapable of helping him out of the water or even to throw him a rope to climb out, which made him more angry.
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One of the crew got hold of a small brailer and retrieved his hat that by now was soaking wet. When he finally got back on board all he could say in his fine Dalmatian accent is "This is a voodoo-boat, a voodoo-boat, and it's trying to kill me! He went into the cabin to change his clothes and we could still hear him cussing out the voodoo-boat, He finally got dried off and changed, As he was leaving the boat for the second time, someone said, ""Hey Svetco don't forget your hat!
The next day the crew was back on board to finish up the chore's left over from the last fishing trip and to get everything ready for the next trip. Svetco came on board a little later and called Matt over to give him the new pair of slacks, then he went into the cabin and packed his clothes into his duffel bag and left the boat. As he was leaving you could hear him say, "damn voodoo-boat! From that day on, I've never seen Svetco again, that was over 50 years ago.
Matt and I are both over 70 years old, live in Fullerton, California and play golf together 2 or 3 times a week. We still reminisce about our fishing experience aboard the Blue Sky; some how, now and then, Svetco gets into the conversation and we have a little chuckle. We don't remember the last names of Svetco, or George who threw the life ring, or even some names of the rest of the crew; but then it's not necessary. I imagine that all the crew has passed on since Matt and I were the two youngest of the Blue Sky Crew at that time.
The next year, , 1 moved to Bellingham, Washington and for 3 months lived with my Teta, Yela Mu1jat, on'the north side of town. I went fishing salmon on the boat, Uncle Sam with Jack Radisich. Jack died the following year from cancer. He was a very good man and skipper.
After the season was over I returned to San Pedro and fished sardines and tuna for a few more years until I joined the coast guard. Matt also quit fishing and joined the army serving in Korea.
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After his discharge he became a successful construction contractor. Read this except from the April, of Police and Peace Officer's Journal and see if you have life experiences to match those of Inspector Bakulich. If you do, then you might write your autobiography and retell the escapades and adventures of your life story. While Inspector Bakulich is certainly not the last San Francisco Police Officer to became a published author, it is entirely likely that he was the first!
And read about his ironic chance meeting with one of the great American writers of the 19th Century. Could that encounter have been the inspiration for Inspector Bakulich to became a writer? One of San Francisco's most colorful, efficient, and courageous police officers, who served in the San Francisco Department from July 11, to March 19, , is completing for publication a book entitled "The Flight of My days," which could well be titled "The Recollections of a San Francisco Policeman". This former police officer is Virgil N. Bakulich, who now with his wife resides in San Jose.
He was the most able linguist the department has ever had, speaking, reading and writing Greek, Russian, Croatian Slavonian, Italian, German and English. During his service as a police officer he figured in the capture of many hardened criminals and solved many crimes, all of which are ably presented in his autobiography. To give an idea of the contents of his forthcoming book we will present many of the most important topics he has prepared after careful research and from his personal diary of events that few men have occasion to experience: A preface of his autobiography in which he tells of his parents, his native country, its antiquities, of the visit of Emperor Franz Joseph to Dalmatia in , and of his departure for America in He tells of the gold fever that drew his father to California and how his father lost his life by drowning in the Lincoln Mine, Amador County.
His arrival in California was the beginning of many hair-raising escapes and a series of personal attainments in law enforcement and athletics. He tells of his narrow escape after falling down a foot mining shaft in Plymouth, California, shortly after arriving in this country. He tells of many escapes from caveins, falls and blasting. Also he recites the instance where he prevented a tar and feather party in He joined the Olympic Club, and as a novice won the coast championship for tossing the pound weight. At the old Woodward Gardens he participated in a stubbornly contested international tug-of-war contest which lasted one hour and 47 minutes, with Bakulich's team winning.
On July 11, he joined the Police Department and from that time his life was filled with action as following list of cases he took part in working on. He visited his native land in Dalmatia in with his father's remains, thus fulfilling his promises to his mother when a boy. Cupid's darts and arrows in Split ending in matrimony December 20, Earthquake and fire in San Francisco, April 18, Robert Louis Stevenson's very valuable ring and jewelry recovered.
Retired from the San Francisco Police Department march 19, With Peter Dragicevich opened a steamship and insurance office. Second visit to Dalmatia in Out of gratitude for favors received and his instantaneous cure, built a memorial chapel to his beloved parents dedicating it under the auspices of St. Theresa of Lisleux to the greater glory of God. Returned to California in This book of Virgil Bakulich is bound to be interesting to many of the old timers of this city and we wish the old detective sergeant all the success in the world.
We knew him well, and he was a fearless, hardworking and loyal peace officer. John Balch was responsible for about 95 percent of all the big sewer installations made in San Pedro between and Balch was born in Herzegovina, June 13, He studied in a local seminary and in passed the preliminary examinations for the Catholic priesthood. For four hundred years his male ancestors had been stone cutters and, instead of completing his preparation for the priesthood, he learned the trade of stone cutter and became a proficient letterer.
In he took passage for the United States, landing here with a capital of about 3, dollars. His first employment was in Greenwood Cemetery, Brooklyn, New York, where he received an average of from five to eight dollars a day, which was considered an excellent wage at that time. Balch took one trip home in , returning in She worked for a major telecommunications company for several years.
In , she married Bozidar Balic from Dugopolje, Croatia. They have three children: Adriana, Ivana, and Stephan. Stephanie is also a vital member of the Croatian American Cultural Center as her duties go beyond those of secretary. She takes care of all rental correspondence and catering proposals. This year, she took on the job of souvenir book layout, typesetting and art work. A world-renowned violinist and activist, Balokovic was born in Zagreb.
Balokovic became deeply involved with many wartime committees; and in , the couple visited Yugoslavia as official representatives of the American Committee for Yugoslav Relief. There, he became personally acquainted with Marshall Tito, Milovan Djilas, and others. In , Zlatko and Joyce Balokovic returned to America for a coast-to-coast speaking tour telling of their experiences. He died in and was buried in Zagreb. Hrvoslav was bom on August 31, in Stobi, Macedonia.
Hrvoslav comes from a Zagreb family, and lived in Zagreb since he was 8 months old. In the Croatian capital he finished elementary and high school. After World War 11 he studied art history and archeology. He was an associate with all the religious papers in Croatia, but because of his national and religious works he was imprisoned and placed in solitary confinement twice.
Afterwards he studied philosophy and theology in the Gregorianum in Rome. Four years later he edited the historical program for Radio Vatican, from and He became a member of the Franciscan community in the same year and was ordained a priest by Croatian Cardinal Franjo Seper on November 4, in New York. For a short time he served at SS. Cyril and Methodius parish in New York, and in he came to Chicago to work in the office of Danica. After the death of Fr. Ljubo Cuvalo he took over as editor. He was also an editor of the Croatian Almanac. He again served in the Croatian parish in New York as assistant pastor , and in the same position for St.
Anthony parish in Sharon, PA , and St. Jerome in Chicago Hrvoslav was an author of many books and articles. He was also the author of many radio dramas and editor of many books. Hrvoslav returned to the homeland in the summer of He died on April 23, in Humac and was buried there. The funeral mass for Fr. Following was interment at Novo Groblje cemetery. Very soon after, he was sent by General Motors to the West Coast and was subsequently stationed at various air bases from the state of Washington to California.
This was all exclusively under the purview of the Fourth Air Force. His job was to instruct pilots and other personnel on engine maintenance and repair of the famed WWII fighter plane, the twin-engine P Lightning. He had been involved with the development of a supercharger for that plane's engine and related many a hair-raising story of flying cramped behind the pilot's seat on test flights to "troubleshoot" engine problems.
He was scheduled to continue in the war effort overseas but the assignment was canceled with the end of the war. General Motors offered him permanent employment in California but he resigned. He chose to stay close. There he resumed his career as a contractor. Never, however, could he ignore his love of flight. He followed the development of jet propulsion and the advances of science in space travel to the very end. Music was a big part of his life.
He played banjo in several bands while he was young. He always sang and harmonized at every gathering and had acquired quite a collection of Croatian music.
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He surprised us all, when in his declining years, he decided to learn and master the harmonica. Paul was born Oct. In November, he married Danice Klarich and they had two children, a son Paul and a daughter, Danice. Paul died August 10, Paul was the person who always greeted you with a smile, handshake and new joke. He and Danice were always the gracious hosts and their outward appearance often belied the difficulties they experienced through their lives.
Their daughter, Deenie, had health problems throughout her lifetime and sadly she succumbed to those illnesses on Oct. Paul is survived by his wife Danice, son Paul, granddaughter Gina Burton and her husband, Tom, and great-grandchildren, Sarah and Paul, in addition to his brothers, John and Emil Ban, sister Katie, brothers and sisters-in-law, many relatives and countless friends. Paul's funeral Mass was celebrated at St. Joseph Croatian Church, St.
Brother Sam would have been years of age November He worked as a field hand in the Dakotas and for restaurants in the mining towns of Arizona and Nevada. Adventure took him into the gold fields of Alaska where he hiked the Yukon Trail. He settled in San Francisco in and in the next three years in this order, became a U. Sam became an avid lawn bowler, a sport he participated in till his late nineties.
Helen passed on in Sam was a very special person to his friends and brothers of the Slavonic Society where he was a member for 65 years. He had a special gentle charisma about him and was always surrounded by family and friends. In medieval Croatia a Ban was a lord or master over a province of territory. True to his surname, Samuel Ban lived a noble and regal life. Professor at Yale University, Connecticut. Ivo was born in Dubrovnik on March 1, His parents are Niko and Anuska Banac. The first time he heard Tamburitza music he fell in love with the sound and decided he wanted to learn and to play with a group.
He talked a few other guys in the area to join with him. They bought "Farkas" Tamburitzas, hired an instructor, John Rozgoj. They called themselves "Tamburaski Zborg Zuljezda" and that was the beginning. So, of course I heard that sound from day one. The "Old Timers" called us the "Scrap Gang". In we made our first official debut. I was 12 years old. In grade school I joined the band. Learned to play the trumpet, trombone, and baritone born. I became interested in American music and learned, to play the guitar and bass.
In high school I had a 12 piece dance band, and also played with a Polka band for awhile. I also played with a Romanian orchestra for a number of years. In 1 was drafted into the Army and played with the 28th Division band. When I returned home the "Zujewzda" name was changed to "The Star Serenaders" - that's another story. The four of us, Deak Raffkin my uncle , Harry Zuvich and Steve Deanovich began a fantastic musical association that lasted for nearly forty years. After Deak passed away, we chose Dave Nanista to take over for him and we are stfll strumming away.
I wrote my own arrangements. With all my experimenting with different music forms, I never gave up on my tamburitza music -- I love the sound, just like my Dad. Park Place , Union St.
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The old Cooperage interior has been artfully expanded to seat 75 on two levels the back section is now raised instead of sunken , redone in natural wood with elegant simplicity, and now much larger patio area encased in glass, with outdoor lighted planting. Two intrepid window-washers have at them daily, and even at night some of the panes are open, freshening the air. Hurricane mantle lamps light the tables, in white and brown linen, matching a sparingly used brown-check wallpaper.
Seating is in cane armchairs. Only Dalmatians from Croatia can do that. There were five boys and two giris in the family. Also written as Barhanovich, the Baranovich clan originates from Sibenik in Dalmatia and the Barhanovich clan from the island of Brac, Dalmatia, Croatia.
Baranovich was Secretary of the Haida Indian Tribe in Arms Control and Disarmament Agency. Before her tenure at the Arms Control and Disarmament Agency, she was a legislative aide for foreign policy to then U. Senator Pete Wilson, now Governor of California. Baratta worked on the Presidential campaign for Bob Dole. Mira Baratta's hometown is Pasadena, California, where she resided until One of the first shipbuilders was Stephen Babare, who came to the United States in on a ship which traveled around the Horn. Upon the death of one of his children, he returned to Starigrad, Island of Hvar, Croatia, his home.
In , he received a certificate of engineering from the Academia di Commerici e di Nautica in Trieste. In , he returned to this country, bringing with him all the tools of his trade, many of which were handmade. Babare decided that Tacoma would be the ideal place for an experienced shipbuilder. He was a master at his trade.
Some of the boats built by the S. Babare Ship and Launch Company were the Sloga in and a nine horsepower boat commissioned by Frank Berry, the Rustler, which was built in The last boat built by Babare was the Starigrad in George and Nick Babare built one of the first deep-sea fishing boats, the Oregon, in about Additionally, in instances where there are multiple outcomes, or in media with alternate timelines, the character's last words will be featured.
The Last Airbender , see Fictional last words in Avatar media. For Beast Wars , see Fictional last words in Transformers media. The last words of most characters that are digimon are the names of their attack techniques, which are usually spoken out loud. They will not be included; the last casual spoken words are shown.
What the heck, hold it together. Ask her to sing it again but only for me. Character was about to be executed via the electric chair when a freak gust of wind during a storm ripped the walls down and blew him out of the chair, causing him to say the above line while flying through the air. He then crashes into some wires on a telegraph pole, so ironically, he was electrocuted anyway. Though I indeed last to your cards, my soul itself is another matter. But, in any case. I have been defeated, but my true form is the darkness.