A soft summer breeze caressed her face as Mara gazed upon the verdant garden she had planted in neat rows just a few months before….. “It isn’t fair,” Mara sobbed. “How could God do this to me?” I wrote Coal Black Crown in the format of historical fiction in order to bring my Baba’s true life experience closer to the hearts of my audience — all of her posterity and any woman who has ever yearned to become a mother.
My Heritage
Merry Christmas to All
Merry Christmas to All! May the Spirit of Christmas enter your home this Blessed Night as we commemorate the birth of the Our Savior. While pondering what message I could share with my friends and family, I came upon this experience from a Christmas past. Wishing you the presence of many Christmas angels tonight and throughout the New Year!
Part 1 of a Documented History of My Great-Grandmother
Part 1 of a Documented History of My Great-Grandmother
I just posted Part 1 of a documented history about my great-grandmother, Ana Puškarić Kučinić Puskarich, who lived from 1886 to 1930. Part 1 of her history includes information about her family of origin and marriage to Mijat Kučinić. Originally she was one of Duquesne’s Croatian Immigrants, then moved to Washington, PA.
Not chicken nuggets — Golden Nuggets!
Not Chicken Nuggets — Golden Nuggets!
This is one of my favorite places in the world! And, it is a place I would like to explore more fully in the coming years, both historically and as a naturalist. Join the Popcorn Party at Golden Nuggets.
Audio Recording Added to Interview with My Grandma <3
Audio Recording Added to Interview with My Grandma ❤ Today I added an audio recording of a Personal Interview with Catherine Ann Kučinić Salopek , my paternal Grandmother. The interview took place on 17 September 1986, approximately one year before she passed away. READ a transcript of the interview or LISTEN to an mp3 of the actual six-minute interview.
Hunting Grandma’s Grave
Hunting Grandma’s Grave: I added a new personal experience to “Popcorn Party” — the search for my Great-grandmother’s grave in the Immaculate Conception Cemetery in Washington, Pennsylvania. I often passed the grave of another Croatian woman named Anna, and I was drawn to it. “You aren’t my Anna,” I thought to myself. “Why do I keep coming back to you?”