A great man is one who collects knowledge the way a bee collects honey and uses it to help people overcome the difficulties they endure - hunger, ignorance and disease!
- Nikola Tesla

Remember, remember always, that all of us, and you and I especially, are descended from immigrants and revolutionists.
- Franklin Roosevelt

While their territory has been devastated and their homes despoiled, the spirit of the Serbian people has not been broken.
- Woodrow Wilson

Perovich Novak 1873 - 1931, Milica 1880 - 1974; Milosevich Dušan M. 1889 - 1945

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 ОВЂЕ ПОЧИВАЈУ

КОСТИ ПОКОЈНОГ

НОВАКА ПОПОВА

ПЕРОВИЋА  КОЈИ СЕ

РОДИЈО НА ДАНА 25

ФЕБРУВАРА 1873. Г. 

УРУДИНЕ НИКШИЋКЕ

      ЦРНА ГОРА

ПРЕСЕЛИЈО СЕ У 

   ВЈЕЧНОСТ. 8

ФЕБРУВАРА, 1931. Г. У

СУТОР КРИК, КАЛИФ

  ОВИ СПОМЕНИК

ПОДИЖЕ ЊЕГОВА

СУПРУГА МИЛИЦА СА

ЂЕЦОМ ПЕРОВИЋИ

ВЈЕЧНАМУ ПАМЈА

И БЛАЖЕНИ ПОКОЈ.

 


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ОВЂЕ ПОЧИВА ПОК.

         ДУШАН М.

     МИЛОШЕВИЋ

РО. 23 МАРТА 1889.

Г У ВАСОЈЕВИЋЕ

ЦРНА ГОРА ПРЕСЕ.

У ВЈЕЧ. 31 АВГ. 1945 Г.

ЧЛАН П.С.Д. Д. У С. Ф.

  ОВИ СПОМ. ПОД.

   СУП. МИЛИЦА

MILICA

 PEROVICH

  MILOSEVICH

APR. 5, 1880

MAR. 28, 1974


SA

 

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Lolita Davidovich (Serbian: Лолита Давидовић; born July 15, 1961) is a Canadian film and television actress.

Davidovich was born in London, Ontario, the daughter of immigrants from Yugoslavia. Her father was from Belgrade, the capital of Serbia, and her mother was from Slovenia; she spoke only Serbian during her early years. She studied at the Herbert Berghof Studio in New York.

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Dear reader, as you run like the rest of us along the dizzy main road, stop, stay aside for a while. Let the others be dizzy, and take the secret underground trail, which will lead you through the dewdrops of the leaves, the crystal smile of the sun, the city’s underground galler- ies, your knowledge, and your feelings, to the doorstep of the Hagia Sophia. Because all dew- drops, all sunrays, and all beauty lead there. That is what you will be told by my friend, the author, whom I am fond of and whom I send you to, Charalambos Stathakis: the doctor, the warm and humane researcher, the scientist devoted to his work and his patients, who has given a series of scientific papers, who, nevertheless, retains a nest of beauty untouched in his heart, which makes him outstanding—even though he is not a specialist in architecture, nor a historian, nor a theologian, nor a Byzantinist—it makes him stand out in all these together and in entirety.

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