Oh Soren, I tried to phone you, but your number was not-avail. Via Internet-search I came here. You are one year younger than me. What has happened to you? We know each other for so long time, from Metro in Glostrup, from Meetings in Zug and Düsseldorf, from Chicago. I remember I brought you a bottle of "Gamle Dansk" to Chicago, you couldn't find it there. We often worked together and had a lot of projects. Now you are gone. My dear old friend. Farewell, farewell. Juergen

Hvor er det trist. Jeres far har været en del i mit liv fra jeg mødte min Søren i 1972.
Jeg spiste frokost i Roskilde med jeres far i august sidste år. Det var nogle hyggelige timer.
Kærlig hilsen
Birgitte