Mr Krokowski

Name ID 2192

1958-1962

Shot rhino 1

Author: Brian Duncan

Duncan, Brian Arusha Photographs

Page Number: 15h

Extract Date: 1958-1962

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Extract ID: 5299

The animal had killed a couple of local Africans. Father is on right (don’t know other chap, Royce Buckle?).

Bullet hole clearly visible on rear of front left shoulder (heart shot). I think the rifle was a .450 Nitro Express (my dad’s favourite calibre for large game).

Tom Linton says: The other man standing over the rhino looks very much like like Mr. Krokowski (polish refugee from Nazi occupied Poland). He owned a jewelry store around the corner from the grocery store on the corner of the town square/roundabout. He had mines around the country, was chief of police, and a big game hunter for many years (trading in ivory), and was eventually killed in his small aircraft on the slopes of Monduli hills. He got into a slip stream and couldn't pull out. His son Joseph survived and lives in London. I was supposed to go up with them that day, but my mother had a call from Mrs. Watts (who lived out past Lake Duluti) asking if I would take out her daughter Dawn, horseriding. After a heated argument, my mother won out, and I had to ride the six miles out there to take Dawn riding!

1968-70

george krokowski

Author: Arthur Conway

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Page Number: 2007 11 29

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Extract ID: 5515

I lived with the krokowskis from68 70 in Arusha I thought george to fly in the club cessna 150 aircraft

09-May-2007

Two tragic plane tales.

Author: Tom Linton

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Page Number: 2007 05 09

Extract Date: 09-May-2007

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Extract ID: 5368

The other man standing over the rhino looks very much like like Mr. Krokowski (polish refugee from Nazi occupied Poland). He owned a jewelry store around the corner from the grocery store on the corner of the town square/roundabout. He had mines around the country, was chief of police, and a big game hunter for many years (trading in ivory), and was eventually killed in his small aircraft on the slopes of Monduli hills. He got into a slip stream and couldn't pull out. His son Joseph survived and lives in London. I was supposed to go up with them that day, but my mother had a call from Mrs. Watts (who lived out past Lake Duluti) asking if I would take out her daughter Dawn, horseriding. After a heated argument, my mother won out, and I had to ride the six miles out there to take Dawn riding!

The picture of the horse. That's the Miller home which was on Themi [Temi] road just before you enter Themi coffee estate, on the way to the Pyrethrum factory built by my father Dr. John Linton, who passed away last year. When my horse arrived on the train from Nairobi, he was boarded in the Miller's paddock for a while. Mr. Miller left the country during the nationalization period (of socialism) with his wealth, in stones, and was sadly killed when the small plane he was absconding in crashed.

Cheers,

Tom Linton

p.s I last heard Jonn Boveniser is 'Down Under' farming.

I've only just now glanced at your site, so I'll give it another persusal and let you know what else I find.

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