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.
Tributes
Leave a tributeHis refusal to change his shirt, regardless of how many pleas we made.
His passion for sailing. When he bought racehorses.
His car collection.
His obsession with EVs.
His obsession with Tesla.
When he taught Sam how to pee standing up.
How much he loved Sam & wanted him to be his son.
How happy he was on his wedding day. And the day Vivi was born.
His speech at our wedding...at my 40th.
On my second date with James i ran into Zarko at the Reardon Steel party (everyone's first glimpse of a 3D printer) and Z saw James across the room and said, "hey zz, that's who you should go out with. JJ is perfect for you". He laughed when he discovered the truth.
How he picked up the check for the huge dinner at Mecca on James' 35th birthday.
Zarko calling me to hurry over to see the crazy house he was thinking of buying. I told him "no way. No woman is going to move into this house." He bought it.
I had my wedding/baby shower at that Pacific Heights house.
Zarko hosted James's bachelor party in the house...and threw him in the living room pool. Yes, he bought a one bedroom house with a pool in the living room.
James & I threw Nellie & Zarko's beautiful wedding shower there.
I thought it was silly, but I'm thankful he was such a nut because I have so many exquisite memories there. Nothing can change that.
Zarko was our best man (we actually had 2, but he was my choice) at our wedding.
He asked what I wanted. I told him that I loved his Frete sheets, so he went to Florence to get them. He didn't know there was a store in the Bay Area.
Zarko asked if he could bring a date to the wedding, but I said no plus one's...Unbeknownst to me, Nellie remained in Zarko's room at the hotel we wed in.
I remember getting Nellie ready for the bucolic wedding day. She didn't have the right panties so we traded. Z loved that. He was so so filled with joy and hope...hope for a fulfilling, sane future.
We went to Nellie's house in Vermont when Dylan was 3 months old. Zarko referred to him as baby Dylan...from then on.
I remember Z at James's 40th birthday in Paris. The boys spent 1/2 a day fixing the castle's wifi. He bought all of the wine. He made silly jokes about the moulin rouge dancers.
I remember Z at my 40th birthday in Italy. He gave the sweetest speech.
When we re-wed in Fiji. He spent most of the time repairing the wifi and sound system. He was our best man yet again.
On our anniversary at Post Ranch staying up laughing into the wee hours.
Another anniversary we spent at Cavallo Point, everyone coming dangerously close to swapping.
I loved him so deeply. My heart hurts. My soul hurts. I hurt for Nellie. I hurt for Sam (losing a second father within a year! Too cruel to fathom). I hurt for Vivvi. Way too young to be without her daddy.
I hurt for his parents across the world, hearing about it from a son who has to fly in to tell them the tragic news.
I hurt for our community.
I hurt for all of the people who loved him and will miss him every single day.
Zarko, I'm sorry your pain was so unbearable. I wish there was something we could have done to make you stay...but I know there wasn't. I'm not angry and I'm not going to feel guilty but I am going to allow myself to mourn you and I'm never going to forget you. I love you so so so so much Z!
We are all blessed yo have known him.
With love, peace & aloha, Peter & Dana
Sending many blessings to Nellie, Vivi, Sam and families
I am deeply saddened and may you rest in peace.
I hear echoes of your voice and smile and think of the pet names we called each other as we crossed paths over the years since then. A few tech words too, I'll always hear with your funny pronunciation, you crazy Canuck.
There's no good in you being gone so soon, reminding us that the time we all have together is too short.
and a great mentor
I'm grateful to have had him in life,
and miss him terribly.
I will miss those meals and the great conversations we had. I'll keep on swimming, biking, running and eating thinking of you.
Too soon to be gone.
In Hoc Signo Vinces
I can't believe I'm writing this. That you wont read it, that I wont see you again. I can't believe it.
There is no doubt that the world has lost a brilliant soul. Your achievements in your 47 short years will make anyone speechless, but it is not for these tinkering talents that I will miss or remember you by. It is the way you loved and cared so deeply for those close to you. Sam was only 2 when you enter our lives, and it was in this love affair that I see your heart most.
I have never seen anyone more eager for a child's love than you, with Sam. You were involved in everything in his little life, and loved him instantly. No child was ever so lucky to have such a brilliant team of yin and yang to raise them with such love and variety of life as Sam and Viv have been. My heart aches for those left to miss you; and to Nell, and the kids, there is no end to how sorry I am you have to live this.
Thank you for loving me Papa, for being the first person to show me the bigger world, how to drive stick, my first sail, how to add milk to your coffee ice-cream for absolute desert heaven, how to be a more savvy interweber, how to properly make a cappuccino, and so much more.
You will be so missed, always.
"Dinsey
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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)