November 1st is the day used to remember those who counted for you.
In my case it’s my parents, on this occasion I want to share a few pictures of them, I am sure it will please peoples who knew them and spent some good time together.
My father left Yugoslavia during world war 2 and he ended in Belgium meeting my mother. On this cool picture they just started living together.
Here is another cool picture with my mother when we were visiting Slovenia
It’s a mountain area, the alps, and I have ton’s of cool remembering visiting peoples there and running into the beautiful nature.
Here is a more recent picture, even if indeed old, of me with my parents:
My father gave me the love of being curious and autodidact. I remember he built himself our first black and white television set. I was so fascinated by the machine; I could not understand how it was possible to have all those peoples inside that box! Hopefully the television was needing service regularly and so I could watch what was inside of the box, but it was always such a deception, it was all dark inside, full of dusts and small vacuum tubes … This indeed led me to become and engineer and in the end I spend my life creating software to create real-time visuals … so I can say I realized the quest of my life
I lost my father a long time ago and he never knew that I would create my project and my company, I wander from time to time what he would have think about having a son doing my job. Maybe he would have been fascinated and would be curious to know how a computer program can create such effects!
My mother was still alive until a few years so she got to know my company and project. She taught me to be patient and to avoid judging peoples. She was so tolerant and full of love for all my weird behavior I still feel ashamed for what I did I was a kid full of energy and weird ideas and she never lost patience!