This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Zarko Draganic, born on October 1, 1966 and passed away on March 6, 2014. We will remember him forever. Please share your thoughts and stories here.
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Your life was a storybook tale. A common thread in everyone's memory is how very kind, gentle and unassuming you were with your engaging smile and twinkle in your eyes. Nothing average about you and the life you leave behind. We wish that everyone left here could have pulled you back collectively from the darkness. Such a tragic ending to an incredibly gifted life…our hearts are breaking for Nellie, Sam & Vivvi….
You were smart, fun, full of life.
May you continue that love of life in your next life and beyond. And I certainly hope to meet again wherever and whenever that is.
We first met Zarko when we were neighbours in Italy and our sons attended school together. We cherish the friendships we developed individually and as families.
Some of our fondest memories are of our times together. We will always remember -
- having lunch and movie dates with Nellie & Zarko in the San Francesco di Paola compound.
- watching Sam & Penn take their first tennis lessons together, knowing that someday they’d grow into their bodies and become good players (and they did).
- our Valentine Dinners where everything we ate and drank was red.
- the Thanksgiving feast prepared in two kitchens and almost derailed by martini-drinking cooks.
- art history classes in Florence, Rome, Ravenna and elsewhere, when David & Zarko would occasionally sneak off for caffe correttos to combat the cold weather.
- how Zarko almost missed Vivian’s birth because the Italian hospital made him rush home to get the ‘proper’ papers.
- his joy the next morning when he came to collect Sam and told him he was now a big brother.
- how he embraced parenting with such joy and passion.
- whale watching off San Juan Island, wandering around the Belvedere harbor, the gathering at Cavallo Point, spending time together in our homes away from Italy.
- enjoying good food, wine, scotch and cigars.
- talking about everything and anything long into the night.
Our love goes out to Nellie, Sam, Vivi and all the family, sending you healing thoughts at this very sad time.
“To live in the hearts we leave behind is not to die.” - Thomas Campbell
With love,
Alison, David, Walker & Penn
You had the most unspoiled curiosity in things of anyone I have ever known.
You inspired me to sail.
You were always so incredibly generous.
I cannot fathom you’re gone. My heart breaks for Nellie and the rest of your family.
Our hearts go out to Zarko, Nellie, their children and family
Your neighbors below on Bella Vista
You were always so kind and generous sharing all that you had in life....time, wisdom, intelligence, money and most of all a loving heart.....thank you for you being you!
I remember you meeting Nellie and you falling in love with her and Sam. I was so happy for you as you married a fabulous woman. To seeing yall get married and eating the "Nellie" spinach salad at your wedding dinner. Thank you.
Time went on and did not see you often even thought you would always pop into my mind. I am thankful for our friendship and so sad and sorry that your are gone and truly sorry that you were in so much pain.
You will always be in my heart and made this world a better place for so many.
Fair winds my friend.
- Doing a 2 hour return drive with Zarko to see some beautiful gardens in Italy when no-one else wanted to go. Getting to know him, hearing a lot about magical Nellie, realising that he and Nellie are very much like my parents, he – family man, dislikes large groups, parsimonious, practical and ordered, a few very dear friends, a sailor and skier – his world is made brighter by her – vivacious, beautiful, adored by many, family woman, party girl, social, funny, pretty wild too!
- Trying to get Zarko on the dance floor at the MMS auction, it was hard work, but a small boyish grin as his hot wife in cowboy boots takes over from me
- Zarko behind his bar at a party, dishing out very posh whisky and very cuban cigars, amazing sailing pictures all around
- Going out in the boat with Zarko and Nellie, sailing very fast at a very steep angle, coming up against the bridge with currents flying (fortunately I am not a nervous type on a boat, but still clinging on quite carefully). On the way back with the wind behind us all is calm….a pod of bay dolphins (who have not been seen in the Bay for many a year) circle us joyous jumping in the sparkling waves. We all four smile.
- Zarko renovating his own media room (who on earth among our husbands could do that I ask you)
- Zarko not wearing a seatbelt….but the prius doesn’t beep as he rewired it.
- In Sun Valley Zarko shows his skills in winter sport, first taking Liv and Sam off under the trees for some off piste, Olivia declares is “fun and crazy”, Z is elegant in a retro ski suit if I recall, he skis like an angel, then he whisks off my little girls and his darling Vivi to glide nonchalantly round the ice skiing rink as if he were ready for the Olympics, giving the girls lessons and encouragement for hours while the mothers enjoy time at the bar.
Having known you for even a little bit has been a gift to me and I'd like you to know that you have been an inspiration to me in so many ways. Adieu.
Zarko, It is impossible to believe really that you are no longer physically with us. I will remember you as such a gentle man, in your better times with a twinkle in your eye, a kindness in your smile and a truly genuine concern for others and your family. You had an overwhelming curiosity for the world around you wanting and efforting to make the world a better place. And then there was your inner geek—always tinkering with anything electrical or technical. We all enjoyed witnessing the simple pleasure you derived from fixing anything that was broken or figuring out the solution to some problem no one else could solve. I remember how you voluntarily wired our resort in Fiji (when you were supposed to be on vacation), solved some of the technical issues at the Ranch, and helped us even at our home with our Sonos and T.V. system. Zarko, your footprint remains all around us.
These memories and those -- in France with Nellie at Olivia’s chateau, at Zem’s fabulous soirees and trips to Italy, Big Sur, conversations over dinners and watching the America’s Cup are of happier times.
Zarko, you were one of a kind, a truly authentic human being. I am so sorry this world could not hold you longer. The world has lost a great man and we have all lost a great friend. Our heart goes out to you as you transition and to those you loved and the dear ones in your family you left behind. May the memories of better times comfort them in this dark hour. We will miss you!
― Van Morrison
Words are hardly adequate to express my sorrow dear Nellie and family. May his memory be a blessing....
kindness and humility...you will be missed.
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The Dash
I read of a man who stood to speak
at the funeral of a friend.
He referred to the dates on the tombstone
from the beginning…to the end.
He noted that first came the date of birth
and spoke the following date with tears,
but he said what mattered most of all
was the dash between those years.
For that dash represents all the time
that they spent alive on earth.
And now only those who loved them
know what that little line is worth.
For it matters not, how much we own,
the cars…the house…the cash
What matters is how we live and love
and how we spend our dash.
So, think about this long and hard.
Are there things you’d like to change?
For you never know how much time is left
that can still be rearranged.
If we could just slow down enough
to consider what’s true and real
and always try to understand
the way other people feel.
And be less quick to anger
and show appreciation more
and love the people in our lives
like we’ve never loved before.
If we treat each other with respect
and more often wear a smile,
remembering that this special dash
might only last a little while.
So, when your eulogy is being read,
with your life’s actions to rehash…
would you be proud of the things they say
about how you spent YOUR dash?
My heart breaks for Nellie and the kids...
may you all find peace.
I always admired how you melded your engineering talents with your passion for the environment. When we spent time together, I felt connected. You have been and will continue to be an inspiration to me. I am grateful to have had you in my life. I will miss you, my friend.
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McKeeby Lodge computer camp, circa 1984
McKeeby Lodge computer camp, circa 1984
Zark0 mugging in the back row. As usual.
Zark0 was a counsellor here for a couple of years. I had him as my cabin counsellor in McKeeby's very first year. And although he was only a couple of years older than me, I still thought he was a pretty cool dude.
I remember one time when Zark0 had gone home during the break between weeks, he came back with his motorcycle, and gave me a ride on the back. (My first and last time, I think.)
He did have a very infectious energy, and I have fond memories of him.
I was pleased when I read in 2000 that he had such success in Silicon Valley, and had made the big score, cashing in when he sold his company. And it looks like he had a lot of fun times traveling, sailing, driving hot cars and spending time with his family and friends.
Still, I guess depression can get the best of us, and maybe, like the late Robin Williams, the most enthusiastic and energetic folks may be the ones for whom the black dogs of depression are the hardest to shake off.
My condolences go to Zark0's family and friends.
Remembering
Back in high school (TISS), some 30 years ago I had a friend and his name was Zarko. A tall, thin boy with a huge smile and a kind way about him. So full of life and energetic. He was smart, ambitious, and curious as I remember and a friend to many. His lab notes in chemistry class helped me on more than one occasion!
Our time in high school came to an end and we went our separate ways out into the world. Over the years when I've thought of those high school days, I'd remember Zarko with fondness and memories that brought a smile to my face.
In reading all of these beautiful tributes here it's plain to see that in his all-too-short-life he touched many people with those very same qualities that I remember.
I have been so saddened to hear of his passing. To his family and friends, my deepest sympathies for your terrible loss. Zarko, rest in peace. Kathy Uniacke (Edgley)