Doreen’s Uncle Ivo passed away last night in
He was about 70. He was trimming a branch in one of his fruit trees when the ladder fell, and he was badly hurt in the accident. He was taken to the hospital, but never regained consciousness.
I had the good fortune to meet Ivo in 2000 when Doreen and I were in
All the time that Doreen was growing up Ivo was a Yugoslavian. But after the breakup of
Ivo studied Kafka while in college, and taught English and Literature in the equivalent of High School near
One evening Ivo asked if either of us had read The Reader by Bernhard Schlink. We owned the book, but neither Doreen nor I had read it at the time. Ivo started talking about it (which was fine) and Doreen mentioned that we did not want to hear the plot (there is a twist) because we both wanted to read the book. Ivo though this meant that we did not want to talk about the book at all. He said, “OK, Fine. We won’t talk about books. What do you want to talk about? The weather?” after we assured him that we DID want to talk about books, we got back on track.
Ivo and Helga had been married many years. They had two daughters (Judith and Jana) and three grandbabies (the only one I met was Louis. A beautiful little boy who must be about 17 now). Judith lives and works nearby (she is a teacher as well, if I remember correctly) and Jana is a psychiatrist living in
While visiting Ivo and Helga, they took us to many interesting sites in the area. We went to Hamlin (of pied piper fame) as well as
When we dropped us off at the train station for our trip back we chatted as we waited for the train. As the train came, he smiled and told us how much he enjoyed the trip. “You have amused me” is how he left us.
Ivo, you have amused us as well. We will miss you.