Something special. Little things that impress me, please me or move me
Renate’s parents moved to this house after she left town. Her Dad, a very distinguished looking banker lived here till his death. She told me that her parents remembered me fondly, the little Chinese who screamed
“Warum nicht? .. Warum nicht?”
Ha, the ignorant youth. I’m allowed to be stupid once? Ok, twice. A-L-R..ight, three times. I remembered them fondly equally and regret that I didn’t get to see them again.