at 24.08. reached us, by my son home, the message on the Norbert 22.08. on the Croatian island of Rab "probably!" has come in a boating accident.
We could not and did not believe it. The endless Phone calls to police and authorities, brought us no certainty.
Jerome and Sabine drove us to search for phone numbers from home to Croatia. I meanwhile, went through my phone and phoned friends who are either on the island, or were, but nothing, no information. Then I called
my Slovenian friend Marijana and told her the hair-raising history, with the request - but once there, ask here, as I accomplished nothing. In the meantime
came back Sabine and Jerome and their faces did not bode well.
you home with XXX, who had reported the accident to the German police had spoken. It was a strange conversation, said them and with "I" wanted he did not speak. XXX steered the boat died as Norbert. Anyway, we were still not clear what actually happened there and how. Also, the conversation that I had then brought no clarity with XXX, but even more confusion.
came after an hour, then the crushing response of Marijana ....
Yes, it's true, Norbert is killed in an accident.
We were in a trance, and decided the next day to travel to Rab.
the evening we have googled by date and location ... and some found on the internet about the accident. Also, the Norbert was not alone on our boat. It was quite terrible, the press reported several Versions of the course, but the fact was, he somehow got in the propeller .....
There was much to fix in advance, packing, etc. Of course it is a
fell on this day of Telekom, which we then terminated the contract and 1 +1 immediately took over the lines, so no phone first nor the time to stop it.
That meant all calls to mobile phones, Croatian Embassy, police, criminal police Zagreb, employers, friends and relatives Norbert more.
But at last, and quite exhausted, but staying in shock, we made it on Monday afternoon to go to Croatia .... bring home to Norbert
Sabine, Jerome and Sabrina and the little Alessa.
five of us in our little camper ... has
In the meantime, my friend Marijana more than active and informed us that Norbert was taken already in the pathology of Rijeka ... and that one must identify him there.
We rode alternately, without a break (if it is possible, with a nearly year-old child on board) and arrived on Tuesday afternoon in Rijeka.
were where we expected by Marijana and Milorad, the two had already organized everything. Unfortunately it was too late for the pathology, there could be only in the morning out.
We drove in convoy to the campsite, which had selected our Croatian friends for us and tried a little to find peace .. which was not easy, because we knew the next day will be one of the hardest.
Jerome and I had said at the beginning of the ride, we will sell everything on Rab, lock, barricade, what I know ..... and never again to go there.
evening we were in Rijeka on the sea, this wonderful sea, we loved all the Sun Where are we in 22 years time and again refuels. Jerome is almost grown up and each year of his childhood and youth spent three months here. Memories came up ... endless grief for this difficult but very wonderful people.
But we also remembered the good times, the funny things we saw there. Despite the pain had we laugh often.
decided at this moment, we will continue to come back. We can not trample all what Norbert built 20 years for us. That would not his idea.
He always wanted to, we are all there ... and this desire we meet him. We went with this decision noticeably better.
crystallized During this time, something completely out wonderful. The most precious heritage at all. A very wonderful family ... Sabine, Jerome, Sabrina, Alessandra and me. This cohesion still exists and I think it will stay that way. Thus fortified we went
in the next day.
Rijeka Pathology:
Milorad picked us the next day from early, we took two cars through the maze of Rijeka, through which we had come with the little Womo.
Once there we had to stick to first wait.
At last came the pathologist looked at me and then turned on to Croatian Milorad.
I really understand very well this language, but at this time wisely and protect me my brain I was not really much with, from what she said.
Milorad translate it this way:
"Here in Croatia, a custom to dress the dead and to completely cover it!"
would mean we had to buy clothes.
We have in our sorrow not realize it was really about the cruel Injury cover. That was a good thing!
Milorad Jerome and Sabrina drove into town to buy clothes and Marijana stay with Sabine and me. We looked for a Cafe'in near the clinic.
came after half an hour, the three returned and Milorad brought up the clothes and told us that we can take in about 20 minutes goodbye.
I arranged with my children, I'm alone, I wanted my son his father retains in memory, as he was. It was clear that his vision could be very traumatizing. Also
Sabine I asked her not to do to others, but they did not want to leave them alone at this hour.
Thank you for that.
particular it was So we eat together at Norbert goodbye once more to stroke his hand and promise to him to bring him home ...... Also
Jerome and Sabrina decided to see him again ... and I turned down so that they could not see his face.
Then we drove on, with our Womo and Marijana use a car to anticipate ............ Disc
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