Dear Dagmar, By chance I learned today that you had passed. It brought back all the wonderful memories of our time together going back to the early sixties: seeing you for the first time glide into French class and writing a poem about it; our love affair; swimming (you're the only person who ever told me I had lovely feet!); meeting your parents; seeing you again on Bain after years of separation and smoking pot together while examining your appliques. Adieu, my dear. David

Sent by binesi on 11/04/2012