Hans and I first met at Cape Town University in 1959. I rather think it was in a Latin class. He already had his particular brand of charm - self-deprecating, drily humourous, kind, intelligent. I remember when he had a bad cold or felt under the weather he would announce, 'I am dying, Egypt, dying'. We lost touch for many many years, and when we finally met again he was already feeling the symptoms of his last illness. I so regret the lost years. But it was good to see the loving closeness between Hans and Jennie. Jill