Teresa's grandfather house / Hiša Teresinega starega očeta

This should be the house of Teresa's anchestors. / To je verjetno hiša Teresinih prednikov, ki so se odselili v Avstralijo.

Pismo iz Avstralije / The letter from Australia

Hello.

My name is Terese Tinoo (was Cencic before I married) I have recently received from my Aunt Cencic a partial family tree.

I live in Perth, Australia. My grandparents are from Robidisce. I am trying to find out the first name of my great great grandfather, who was apparently a vet. My grandfather, Adolf Cencic, and Great grandfather Victor Cencic were stonemasons before they were in army for wwI and WWII.

I am having trouble finding any information, a lot of the records from churches seems to have been destroyed during the war,and as you say in your blog, there are no longer many people living in Robidisce. (I dont know why, it seems beautiful)I was looking at google earth and found your farm house. And you seemed like maybe you would know of someone who may know who I am asking about!!

Or would you know or any organinsation I could contact,perhaps in larger town or city, like a meuseum that would have any photos, or old records that are remaining at all from that time?
I am sorry to bother you, and feel free not to reply if you dont have the time.

Terese Tinoo nee Cencic,
Western Australia

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Dober dan,

uau, I am very happy that you contacted me through the blog. This was the reason why I started to write it - I would like to catch all possible moments of Robidisce past and present!!!

There were only 4 main familiy names in Robidisce and Cencic is still nowadays most popular. 5 out of 7 family names are Cencic today. There was a reasearch done by a ethnologist about the name Cencic. I haven't read it but I have heard that the name Cencic probably comes from Bosnia or Croatia. My mother in law, who still live in Robidisce, has a lot of information. I will ask her about your interest. Unfortunately she doesn't speak English, but I will help. I will see her next weekend hopefully.

Tell me, you are probably cousin of Victor from Venezuela? Is this your son on the picture? How old are you? I am 30 and I also have a little doughter... she will be 2 soon.

OK, talk to you soon,

Stasa

PS: We have t-shirts with Robidisce motiv on. What size is your father?

PPS: Could I put this letter on the blog, please? I could hide the name, but I would prefer to put the whole letter on, so that some day someone else can network... who knows...

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Dober Dan Stasa

Thank you for replying to my letter, your english is very good.Yes, that is my son, Joseph, who is 19 months old. I am 29.

I know from family information I have a cousin Victor from Venezuala. I think Victor is my second/third cousin. If his grandma is Zora Pausin, she is my Great Aunt, one of my Fathers Aunties. (I beleive she has passed away, and her husband Anton,I am not sure, that is indirect information)I also have another great aunt/uncle in Uraguay.

Apparently Great Aunt Vida and Uncle Marjan still live in Robidiscu???And they have children and great grand children.My grandmother and grandfather left after wwII, but Grandmother still had a house there. It feel into disrepair, especially after earthquake. I think a farmer is using it now. (not sure what for) My grandmother did not want to go back to visit again, she was very sad about what happened during the war, and never went back to Slovenia. My grandfather, however did visit a few times. His name is Adolf Cencic, and he passed away 10 years ago.

You have my permission to put my letter on your blog!I enjoyed reading your blog, it has lovely photos. I thought that perhaps you lived there as well as running the guest house, but I guess from your letter that you live in a bigger town/city.I loved seeing the old buildings. You are right, it is sad to see them unused and not repaired. I cant beleive that no one lives there much anymore, it seems beautiful, and not far from larger towns? Is it difficult to get there by car?
One day I would love to visit, but at the moment my son cannot travel overseas. I would especially love to look at buildings to see if I could find any built by my family!!

Thankyou for writing, I loved to hear your information

Terese

ps: I would love to buy a t-shirt. However, I am not sure how to go about it. If you had any available I would get whatever size you had!!! My father is not fat, so I guess a small/medium size.

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Isn't the world small? :-)

Porumenele fotografije

svojih prednikov iz Robidišča mi je poslal Max.

leto 1958

leto 1971

leto 1989

Pri Zarotu

Bila sem v Podbeli, ko sta pritekli do mene dve lušni deklici. "Hello, we would like to buy some salad, please!"

...

"Where do you come from?"

"We live near the village Robidišče!"

?!?

Neponovljiv odgovor, gotovo. Robidišče je na koncu sveta. Pred njim 5 kilometrov ni nič, za njim dolga leta tudi ni bilo nič.

Razen Zarota. Turistična kmetija, kjer ponujajo doma pridelano ekološko jelenjo salamo, friko, tokaj, pa klobase..., leži le 2 in pol kilometra za mejo. To nedeljo sva na Simonovih 34 nazdravila pri njih tudi midva. Po večerji ob nedeljah prižgo ogenj in razni umeniki govorijo pravljice in pesmi. Super!

Postregli sta naju dekleti, ki sta pri meni kupli solato.

Lepo je odkrivati nov svet.

Ko se za dan ali dva ustavi čas

Robidišče je neustavljiva mešanica otožnosti in veselja, žalosti in upanja, preteklosti in prihodnosti, modrosti in mladostnih idej. Med starimi kamnitimi hišami šepetajo glasovih tistih, ki so že davno tega odšli. In glasno odmevajo glasovih teh, ki so zdaj tu - starejših, ki si želijo miru in tišine, in mladih, ki jih prehitro urbano življenje vleče nazaj v kraje, kjer bi se morda enkrat, morda za vedno, dalo živeti drugače.

Ko se zjutraj zbudim, po celi hiši diši - Staša je spekla kruh. Anuša in Lana v kuhinji mlaskata vsaka ob svoji flaški svežega kozjega mleka. Zdi se mi, da sem po celem tednu norenja končno spet našla svoj ritem. Odpeljemo se v kamp v Podbelo, kjer Staša v samosvojem branjevskem slogu in nadvse uspešno spravlja v promet domačo zelenjavo in hrustljavi kruh. Ljudem je všeč, seveda. Kaj pa je lepšega kot proti večeru takole pred šotorom in pod čistim nebom skuhati rižoto iz bučk, korenja in z malo čebulice, ki imajo povsem drugačen okus kot tisto, kar kupimo v trgovini ...

Simon pa že celo poletje gara. Stari kamniti hlev bo preuredil v dva prostorna in lepa apartmaja, v kleti bo savna, prostor pa se bo našel tudi za čisto posebno galerijo.

Še vaški "bar" izgleda nekam drugačen in lepši kot lansko poletje ...

Miha za kosilo na žaru pred hišo speče bučke in meso, Staša nareže stročji fižol, potem pa se pred nevihto umaknemo v dnevno sobo. Apartma in proste sobe so zasedeni, prav živa je tale hiša, ki od daleč izgleda tako velika, da se človek vpraša, kako zapolniti vso to praznino ... z lesom, velikim zidanim štedilnikom v kuhinji, v tople barve ovito kopalnico in majhimi detajli, kot sta Stašina simpatičnost in Anušin smeh.

Nedelja je sončna, zato hitro dobimo obiske, najprej znance iz Logatca, potem turiste, ki bi si radi ogledali vasico, pa jih Staša pelje na ogled in jim na koncu mimogrede proda še nekaj prav z Robidiščem potiskanih majic. Tudi Lana kasneje dobi eno majhno, živopisano.

Neverjetno sem ponosna nanju. Ker imata ne prav enostavno idejo in vsak dan sklepata kompromise in se odpovedujeta življenju brez naporov in voženj na najbolj zahodni del Slovenije, da bi jima enkrat uspelo. Naj Robidišče z leti postane sinonim za nekaj, kar izgleda izgubljeno in nato spet zaživi v še lepšem sijaju.

Prišli bomo vsako leto!

Lana, Miha in Nataša