AN UNFINISHED LIFE

By Werner  Grumach

I am at present seventy-six years old and a half. My chances of reaching seventy-seven are at best fifty-fifty. However, compared to the other member of my immediate family, I am quite satisfied with the way fate has treated me.

My brother died at the age of fifty, my father at sixty and my mother at the age of seventy, all of heart-related problems. So it is not this family weakness that will get me but the much more difficult to treat – cancer.

I am at present quite relaxed about my future, but this condition will surely change the closer I get to my death.

Consider I have never been a religious person for various reasons, had more than my fair share of good fortune in my life. Elaborate on some of them : I met my dear wife Uschi through  a great coincidence –meeting in London, where we both were on holidays. I would have not gone to Europe if it had not been for the dropping out of a friend of a friend, making room for me. This turned out to be the greatest good fortune of my life.

A further stroke of luck was that when Mr. Arthur Feith took me into his gift importing business as partner on the death of his wife, Lily.

Will be continued