OBITUARY

Radoslav "Slavo" Mulik

September 4, 1944March 27, 2016

RADOSLAV “SLAVO” MULIK Slavo Mulik, loving husband, Father, family member, friend, patriot, and adventurer peacefully passed away on Easter Sunday, March 27th, 2016. He was born in 1944 in Nalepkovo, Slovakia…deep in the heart of the Slovakian paradise he grew to cherish. Slavo lived his life to the fullest and had no fear when it came to pursuing anything of interest. His life was anything but mundane. He left his beloved Slovakia in 1968 as he did not want to live under the thumb of communism. He lived in many countries around the world…including South Africa, former Rhodesia, and former SW Africa. He was a technician for Siemens Company in South Africa, continued to pursue skydiving and became a motocross enthusiast. He came to the United States in 1976. There he met his wife, Jane, and settled in Coppell, Texas where they raised their son, Steven. He started his own construction business and became a master of his trade. While continuing his sport of skydiving, he added a new sport to his list….flying. He started with gliders and advanced to instructing new students. He then moved to single engine power planes and motor gliders. He then combined his love of skydiving and flying by opening his own skydiving center, Slovak Air Skydiving Center in Ennis Texas. He owned two planes and ran the best little skydiving center in North Texas. He was a natural in the sky…whether as a pilot or skydiver. Always a patriot of his beloved Slovakia, he started the Stefan Banic Parachute Foundation which brought world recognition to a fellow Slovakian countryman, Stefan Banic….inventor of an early skydiving device. With the help of several close friends, this organization awarded a Gold Medal to individuals who contributed to the skydiving community. In 2010, he presented the Gold Medal to former President George H.W. Bush, in Houston. He helped organize many large skydiving events, including several in Slovakia, one of which attempted to meet the world record for the most jumpers linked up at one time. He was the first to skydive, with the Slovak flag, in to the Bratislava Castle on the Danube River in Slovakia. So this amazing man, born in a small village in central Europe, took on adventures of the world, made hundreds of friends, touched so many lives, started several successful businesses, met the President of the United States, skydived over 3000 jumps, flew countless hours in a wide variety of aircraft, achieved so much, and was the rock of our family, whom he loved so dearly. Let us not forget his incredible humor and his ability to tell a story like no other. We would be remiss if we did not mention his love of animals…especially his beloved Micka and our sweet kitty, Sammy. He will be missed beyond words. We will honor his memory by living as he wanted ….to the fullest…in all ways. He is survived by his wife Jane, his son Steven and daughter-in-law Hannah, numerous other family members and friends. He has been reunited with those who left before him, including his parents Karol and Maria Mulik, and many others. He is now free from illness…breathing in ease, and reunited with loved ones, in the Heavenly Home of our Lord. He was so precious, so loved… the light in our lives and will be forever missed. But one day, we will see him again. Blue skies, sweetheart. His memorial service will be on Saturday, April 9th, 2016 at Rejoice Lutheran Church in Coppell, TX. In lieu of flowers, the family requests a donation be made, in his name, to the Skydiving Museum and Hall of Fame at 5401 Southpoint Centre Blvd, Fredericksburg, VA 22407. Please include a note indicating the donation is given in Slavo’s memory.

Services

  • Memorial Service Monday, April 11, 2016
REMEMBERING

Radoslav "Slavo" Mulik

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April 27, 2016

A SHIP NAMED SLAVO....
Years ago I saw a ship docked beside a pier.
Made of wood...with a mighty mast and sails that showed no fear.
I walked out on the pier one day, to get a closer look.
To see it's perfect hull and deck and look in every nook.
The painted hull all clean and bright, showing little ware.
Who ever owned this wonderful ship, had taken the utmost care.
As years passed by I would go to the dock and watch when it was moored.
It's deck would fill with people and beneath was cargo stored.
It would travel up and down the coast but never far from land.
As if to keep a watchful eye for those who's homes were built on sand.
As the years would slowly pass, storms would test the ship.
Storms would come and storms would go and waves would hit the slip.
But through ruff waves and savage winds, the ship stood strong and tall.
Maybe a few scrapes and sails slightly worn, it still withstood each squall.
From port to port it made it's way, usually heavy loads.
It sailed past towns and ports each day, on it's watery roads.
It's mast stayed tall, it's sails stayed strong and never veered off coarse.
Even as time would trickle on, it remained a constant force.
But then one day a storm came through that rocked the mighty ship.
It hit the rocks, the deck was cracked, one sail had a terrible rip.
The keel was broken, it damaged the hull, it's engines were left a wreck.
But builders came and wood was brought along with the latest tech.
And with time, the builders fixed the damage that was done.
Now the ship could sail again and engines again would run.
But there was still some unknown damage that builders could not see.
The kind of damage that lays in wait, like that of a damaged tree.
From the dock the ship looked strong and sailed most every day.
It sailed from port to port, but weakened, some would say.
Then another storm came through, a storm few ships could stand.
"Storm of the Century", men would call it. Get this ship to land.
But time was not on the side of the ship. The ship would face the storm.
It's sails were ripped, the ship was tossed, a hurricane, would form.
The storm would last for many days, I feared the ship would not.
Too much wind and too much rain could sink this ship, I thought.
Even in the pouring rain, I went to see my friend.
I hoped and prayed that all was well as I walked around the bend.
I closed my eyes and feared that I might see a sunken boat.
To my surprise instead I saw, this mighty ship afloat.
But it was sailing far from land, a speck out on the sea.
Never before had it gone that far, but from the storm, it now was free.
I saw its sails wave back and forth as if to say good bye.
Then it turned into the sun and almost seemed to fly.
I saw it slip away from view to unknown ports and lands.
I knew it had to leave this port to be in safer hands.
And even though I can not see it, I know that ship's still there.
Sailing other places with new friendships it will share.
Now it's sailing on the wings of angels off to foreign slips.
Calmer waters, gentle breezes and new exciting trips.
I raise my glass to you and smile and yell out loud "Bravo".
To this ship, who became my friend, who went by the name "Slavo".
(loving composed by Bari and George Vaeth)

April 27, 2016

Dear family of deceased Mr.Slavo Mulik.

By this letter,Paraveteran Club KVV CHrudim,expressing to all
of you our deep sadness in passing away of your's beloved.
Mr. Slavo Mulik was our countryman,some of us met him
in person during celebration of Independence of Slovak Republic.
He was a living legend. We are saluting in his memories
and his praise.

For KVV CHrudim
ret. col. Cermak Jaromir

April 22, 2016

Jane, My thoughts and prayers are with you at this sad, emotional time. I was so impressed with what I read of Slavo's background and hearing of the love he had for you. You were so blessed to have each other, but now it is a hard time for you. Remember all those happy and loving times and God will help you along the way. God's blessings and love to you, my friend. (Lois Wilkins)

April 22, 2016

Janie, All of my loving thoughts are with you and Steven right now. I will surely miss Slavo's humor and kindness. All my love to you. (David Strother)

April 22, 2016

What a privilege it was to meet Slavo. Such a dear, dear man. We will miss him. Praying for God's blessings on you and Steven. (Howard and Lynn Tidwell)

April 22, 2016

Jane, I never met Slavo, but I know the love you shared for each other was stronger than any bond I've known. The FB video was so powerful and Slavo touched so many during his time on earth. Much love to you. (Jane Zilles)

April 22, 2016

Jane, I was saddened to hear about Slavo's passing. I am remembering his thoughtfulness. One time on a trip to Dallas, Slavo wanted to show me the lights of Dallas and took me up in a plane. He had only met me once, but cared enough to go out of his way to show me the beautiful lights of the city from above, sharing a view of his passion. Our sincerest sympathy. (Mike and Cindy Stroth)

April 22, 2016

Dear Jane,
I was so saddened to hear your news about Slavo's passing. He was a remarkable man who lived an extraordinary life. My life was enriched by knowing him. That young single girl I was would have been too afraid to go up in a glider, except I trusted Slavo - as so many people did - trusted, respected, admired and loved - those words truly describe Slavo. (from Beth Laseter )

April 22, 2016

Dearest Jane, I am so sorry to hear of Slavo's passing. I could see the love you two have for each other in your eyes, voice and actions. What a wonderful, sweet, gift from God. I am praying for you and Steven. I am grateful for FB because I feel as if we are still somewhat connected. I enjoyed his posts. (from a card from Lisa Dixon)

April 22, 2016

I'm at a loss for words...I can't believe that he's gone? I'm so sorry for your loss. I remember all the times coming to your house and playing games with Slavo and Steven. My heart is hurting for you all. Love you guys and I'm always here for you! (Kyle Runge via Facebook)