Did you know?
My father just sent me a mail with the text “Did you know?” and a link.
Clicking on that link, I found the following picture:
Dr. Richtscheid was one of the nicest engineers I have ever known. Years ago I had brilliant conversations with him where he explained his career as an electrical engineer, an entrepreneur and where we discussed the reasons why airplanes are able to fly.
The last time I met him in 2018 he told me a fascinating story about how he dreamed about the death of Franco just during the night when Franco died. It had been a few years since he had been to Spain so he was quite surprised by that. And to that day, 43 years later, he hadn't found an explanation for that.
Last year I had talked to him on the phone and he was about to go on a four week vacation, and I agreed to call him again after four weeks so we could agree on a time and place to meet again. I never did. And now I regret that.
But after all, I'm happy that he had a good life and hopefully died without suffering. He seemed happy when I met him a year earlier.
At the same time it's shocking to me how fast a life can end. Even though he was 86 years old. I have a colleague who used to be a surgeon and with his 75 years he doesn't seem that old. And Toni also didn't seem that old with 85.
It's what's going to happen to me as well. I'm going to turn old, my body and brain are going to become less fit, and eventually, I'm going to die. That's just how it is.