@ddtpecko 30 May 2022 more from that month

My dear friends of the noise! Hyacinth is a beautiful flower, but for me, hyacinth is not just a flower. For me, Zumbul (Hyacinth) is a friend who has that nickname and his name is Boško. Unfortunately, today I am sad because Zumbul (Hyacinth) left us, went to another place where sooner or later we will all go ... Today it is raining here and I say and the sky is crying for Zumbul (Hyacinth) because today his funeral is at 2 pm local time . Bosko turned 67 two days ago. A few days ago, when his friend was in the hospital, he only said that I was celebrating my birthday, and that's how it was, he celebrated his birthday and left that day at 11:10 p.m. He was a great man and a great friend, always ready to come to the rescue. He liked to joke and hang out. Here is a dash that explains what it was like: About 6 years ago, when I was going on a trip to Cera by bicycle on my way back from Cera near the village of Klenak, not far from Šabac, a tire on my bicycle punctured. A storm was brewing and I was overcome by some fatigue plus a flat tire and I was not allowed to patch the tire. I called Zumbul (Hyacinth) and asked him to come by car to pick me up, he said: Dido (as he called me and some others call me) here I come right away! And it really arrived very quickly, we put our things and the bike in the car and I didn't get much wet even though the cloudburst started. I am very sad, especially since these days it is the second anniversary of the death of my godfather and great friend Neša. You both miss me and I know that somewhere up there you will continue to hang out and send positive energy because you were like that! *********************************************************************************************** Dragi moji prijatelji buke! Zumbul je prelep cvet ali za mene zumbul nije samo cvet. Za mene je Zumbul prijatelj koji ima taj nadimak a ime mu je Boško. Nažalost danas sam tužan jer nas je Zumbul napustio, otišao na neko drugo mesto na koje ćemo pre ili kasnije svi mi otići... Danas pada kiša kod nas i ja kažem i nebo plače za Zumbulom jer danas mu je sahrana u 14h po lokalnom vremenu. Boško je pre dva dana napunio 67 godina života. Pre nekoliko dana kada mu je prijatelj bio u bolnici rekao je samo da dočekam rodjendan i tako je bilo dočekao je dan svog rodjena i na taj dan u 23:10h je otišao. Bio je veliki čovek i veliki prijatelj uvek spreman da pritekne u pomoć. Voleo je da se šali i druži. Evo jedne crtice koja objašnjava kakav je bio: Pre nekih 6 godina kada sam išao na putovanje do Cera biciklom u povratku sa Cera kod sela Klenak nedaleko od Šapca meni se probušila guma na biciklu. Neko nevreme se spremalo a i mene je neki umor prevladao plus probušena guma i nije mi se dalo da krpim gumu. Pozvao sam Zumbula i pitao ga da dodje autom po mene, rekao je: Dido(kako me je on zvao a i neki drugi me zovu) evo me dolazim odmah! I zaista veoma je brzo stigao, ubacili smo stvari i bicikl u auto i nisam mnogo pokisao mada je počela provala oblaka. Tužan sam mnogo, pogotovo što je ovih dana i druga godišnjica od smrti mog kuma i velikog prijatelj Neše. Nedostajete obojica i znam da će te tamo negde gore da nastavite da se družite i šaljete pozitivnu energiju jer takvi ste bili!