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Sorry about that. My great aunt was a commissar in the Tito government and I got carried away. Most of his people were Serbs but he was a Croat so my relative was awarded quite a villa. When they advance to the final after a 2-1 win over Argentina I won't spoil it.

Note: I never use a DVR. I know, no excuse.

Dubrovnik is absolutely beautiful; I was there in June.  We took a short drive from there in Bosnia/Herzegovina to a town called Bileca, which was the ancestral homeland of my wife's family.  Her grandfather was born in the US to Yugoslavian immigrants, who died when he was five years old in the 1918 influenza pandemic, rendering him an orphan.  He went back to Yugoslavia, where he grew up with his aunt and uncle.  He came back to the US, played football in high school, and got his degree at a certain school across the Bay.  Given his language skills, he worked as an analyst for the OSS (CIA's predecessor) during World War II, after which he became a professor of history at Stanford, where he worked until his death about 20 years ago.  At one point, he was dragged in front of HUAC, and Stanford stood behind him, earning his undying loyalty.

https://news.stanford.edu/pr/2005/pr-obi...42705.html
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wayne_S._Vucinich

Anyways, we have pictures and paintings of the house in Bileca where Wayne grew up.  My mother-in-law called local authorities and was told the house no longer existed, and the postmaster said there was no such address.  So, we went to Bileca, which was an otherwise non-descript town in the Balkans overlooking a beautiful lake to take in the town square and see some of the places he would talk about, including a cemetery where he liked to play hide and seek as a kid.  My wife then comes back to the car as we are getting ready to leave, saying "I found it!"  Sure enough, the house has not changed at all from the painting hanging in our dining room.  Highlight of our trip.

BC

[BostonCard]

Sorry about that. My great aunt was a commissar in the Tito government and I got carried away. Most of his people were Serbs but he was a Croat so my relative was awarded quite a villa. When they advance to the final after a 2-1 win over Argentina I won't spoil it.

Note: I never use a DVR. I know, no excuse.

Dubrovnik is absolutely beautiful; I was there in June.  We took a short drive from there in Bosnia/Herzegovina to a town called Bileca, which was the ancestral homeland of my wife's family.  Her grandfather was born in the US to Yugoslavian immigrants, who died when he was five years old in the 1918 influenza pandemic, rendering him an orphan.  He went back to Yugoslavia, where he grew up with his aunt and uncle.  He came back to the US, played football in high school, and got his degree at a certain school across the Bay.  Given his language skills, he worked as an analyst for the OSS (CIA's predecessor) during World War II, after which he became a professor of history at Stanford, where he worked until his death about 20 years ago.  At one point, he was dragged in front of HUAC, and Stanford stood behind him, earning his undying loyalty.

https://news.stanford.edu/pr/2005/pr-obi...42705.html
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wayne_S._Vucinich

Anyways, we have pictures and paintings of the house in Bileca where Wayne grew up.  My mother-in-law called local authorities and was told the house no longer existed, and the postmaster said there was no such address.  So, we went to Bileca, which was an otherwise non-descript town in the Balkans overlooking a beautiful lake to take in the town square and see some of the places he would talk about, including a cemetery where he liked to play hide and seek as a kid.  My wife then comes back to the car as we are getting ready to leave, saying "I found it!"  Sure enough, the house has not changed at all from the painting hanging in our dining room.  Highlight of our trip.

BC