This has been one of the roughest weeks - earlier this week was troubling but today I found out one of my 3 best friends in all the world died.
His name was Mak and we met while serving in the Army…we served together in Bosnia and when we got back, we ended rooming together…he was one of the smartest people I knew and the kindest, most genuine people.
He had a grand story. He was a physicist by trade…he left Yugoslavia during the war and emigrated to the US. He joined the US military, gaining his citizenship. He became the Ft Detrick Post Commander’s driver who took a liking to him. He gained his commission and joined a rapid prototyping unit (think medical version of DARPA) and deployed to Bosnia to deploy the first telemedicine in a war zone. That is how we met. When we were there - the country was still in turmoil - his work, both in telemedicine and civil affairs made the countries we were in a better place.
After the Army, he became a physics teacher at a private school in Alabama…where he also was the teacher advisor to the high school robotics team. He met a wonderful woman from Bosnia who was a nurse during the war and they married - they were truly one of the happiest couples I ever knew and had a marriage that people should emulate.
He chose to retire and moved back to Bosnia. Unfortunately, he died of COVID complications.
His greatest passions, other than his wife, were physics, cycling, and endurance racing. We shared those passions and every conversation we had eventually discussed the latest astrophysics discoveries, the eco challenge races, and the Tour De France or mountain biking.
His favorite joke was to tease me about visiting him in Alabama - he used to belly laugh that I was too afraid to go that far below the Mason Dixon- which is also funny because we were also in Texas and we did the Hook ‘Em Horns signs all the time.
My life will all be enriched because he was in it.
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