My friend of twenty years, retired broadcaster Lars Erik Ãström, died the other day of cancer at age 69. Too soon by far: he has young grandchildren and he was a very good man without whom the world is worse. MaðR harða goðr. I will think of him every time I read of caves and flottholmar, floating islands.
Lars Erik's family posted a lovely secular obit notice headed by a big omega, symbol of caves and the final letter of the Greek alphabet. I translate:
With warmth we remember your wisdom, your high-precision sense of humour and your sonorous radio voice. We had such a good time and got to experience so many exciting things!The sardine wants the can to open
Towards the seaW. Aspenström
I am very sorry for your loss. I hate cancer with every atom of my being.
He lives on in all of those that knew him and learned from him.
A short yet loving eulogy. I'm sorry for your loss and at the same time moved by the warm and poetic notice.