Wednesday, October 7, 2015
Onkel Hermann took me on a trip to the Rockies when I was 17 and we got stuck in a loose shoulder in the middle of nowhere, heaven knows why (that was in the old days, when noone had a cellphone); but beeing with him, it felt like there was nothing on earth I needed to worry about. It still felt like that when I last saw him April 2014 and it seemed he'd be there forever to share his interest and his unique sense of humor.
Now Onkel Hermann has followed Tante Elfriede and all I can do is hope that knowing what difference they made helps their children and grandchildren through their grief.
In loving memory, Jan
