Hey guys
Thank you to all who have written and who will write, each and everyone of you are important to me. Jason is going through so much now, yet he posted this thread for me and my family, please appreciate him. He is someone I love as my own.
My father came here at the age of 18 from Istria,Croatia part of Italy at the time with absolutely nothing, to be with my grandafther. He was a tailor by trade and worked 2 sometimes 3 jobs just to get by with his 3 older brothers and my grandparents. His father came here when my father was just 6, so my father barely knew him when he died a few short years later. It shaped the man to come.
He learned English, and became a manager in some very high ending clothing stores at the time. He was the best tailor in the company, and traveled the country to make sure the stores were running right.
He was drafted into the Korean war, and was there for 2 years. He was a cook and made Sargent, and cooked on the front lines. One night at their outpost he was caught from behind by a North Korean who tried to slice his throat. He was cut across the face but survived and received the Purple Heart and was honorably discharged.
As a civilian he returned to tailoring and his managerial position. And then he got the call. His company (White House and Hardy) received a call from the President's assistant, yes Lyndon Johnson's assistant at the time, they needed the best tailor to come and fit the pres. That was my dad! He visisted with the president about 9 times I believe, and made numerous suits for him. We have the picture on the wall of them shaking hands and a best wishes signed by Johnson. Imagine that, a guy who came here with nothing is making suits for the president!!!
After years at Genesco, White House and Hardy and making suits for many Hollywood starts of the day( Frank Sinatra,, Harry Belafonte, Sammy Davis etc.) the traveling got to him and he decided to find his wife. He went back to Croatia and met my mom, they came back were married had my sister and then decided to stop traveling.
He bought a small Wine shop in NYC (he grew up making wine, he loved it) and left the tailoring behind to be with my mom and sis, and our family and settle into a life of a small business owner.
He did well for himself and then I came along in 1975! The Baldnazi was born,lol. He loved my sister but was so happy to have a son as well.The rest is history.
My sister and I had a great childhood, my father was exceptional. He was always there for us and I love him deeply and miss him so much. There is not a person I know that when you mention my father to them, they have anything bad to say. He was one of those rare people, slow to anger, patient, and deeply caring and loving.
He has been sick off and on for 7 years now, battling cancers, and losing a lung. The past few weeks were the roughest, he lost so much weight and was skin and bones. This was a proud man and I know how upset he was. He suffered everyday. For the last 3 days of his life he did not get out of bed, he did not eat, he was slowly giving up. I get a call from my mom yesterday morning to come because my dad wanted to be helped downstairs for the first time in days, and he asked for me specificaly.
He could not get up himself so he asked me to carry him, and I did. I carried him downstairs as he carried me so many times in my youth. I returned the favor after all these years. We set him up downstairs, he was very weak and tired and he died later that day. I cry when I think about how he must have known he would die that day, and asked to be downstairs with dignity and not in his bed.
My family is devastated, my poor mother has no words, my sister as well. I have cried many times and I wish he was still with us, the next few days with the wake and funeral will be tough. He touched so many people in his life and accomplished so much, the turnout will be big the next few days, and we are happy to know how much he was loved.
Thank you again guys, I will post again in a few days. I just wanted you all to know what a great man my father was. I love him so much and I hope to be a 1/4 of the man he was in my lifetime.
REST IN PEACE DADDY, I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU....our lives are empty without you, but our hearts are full because you were with us. I love you.