Apologies, false or true, are expected from the descendants of
Empire builders, slave owners persecutors of heretics and men who,
in our eyes, just got it wrong. So, with the age of 77 coming up
shortly, I have never found much difficulty in apologizing to God
or human for my wrong doing, and yet, at the moment, I find it
difficult to put into words the necessity for apologizing for
these ramshackle memoirs in which not many dates can be found !!!
For the better part of the year I have grumbled at the daily task I
had set myself, knowing that, too often, I am scraping the bottom of the barrel
of memory.
I would like to thank my darling daughter, Broni, who has
encouraged me to continue with a task which I have been very doubtful.
If my daughter has shared my doubts, she has managed to
conceal the fact successfully and with charm.
I would also like to thank the birds outside my window, who constantly
reassured me that nothing is desperately important and that the
joy of life is just looking at it. |