This time again the final leg of my trip was to visit my family in Futog, Serbia. As, I get older, I feel a certain urgency to go "home" as often as I can. When I was younger I felt, I will visit next year, or maybe the year after, but now this urgency to go back to my birth place is really strong. Maybe it is because I want to catch up with what I missed by leaving my home, my family and my friends in 1963, or maybe it is because both my brother and my sister had triple heart bypass last year, or maybe it is because many of my old friends have already passed away and I do not want to miss anything anymore, or maybe it is just because I have free time to think and travel. I do not know for sure, but when I am back there, I feel safe, I feel at home, I am at peace. Each time I am there I visit all the places I used to enjoy, I visit my old friends and I join my brother in his daily chores like taking care of pigs and chickens and working in the fields - all jobs that I left...
