PAGE SEVENTEEN: THANK YOU
Thank you for reading about Heinz. "The essence of life is to care."[viii] Heinz cared deeply, whether he was laughing or yelling in anger. It did not end in one circumstance and resume within another. A therapist of mine described Heinz as "complex". [ix] He took this well. Values were never compromised. Heinz was not for sale. Regardless of his economic status, his vote never changed. Heinz wanted more for everyone; our potential fulfilled. Those who took opportunity/decency from others or didn't bother to achieve what they could, angered him. Heinz could not understand these choices. He would quote and laugh "Love the war,. The peace will be hell". To most people, revolution is easier than evolution. Heinz was meant for the latter. and lived in a structure not at war, yet not evolving. People who knew him, needed and risked asking for his opinion and guidance. There were no false words. A negative was quick, as kind as possible and never mentioned again. Positive or negative, his answer was about you. Heinz could focus completely upon you and the matter at hand. None of him crowded out any part of you. It was miraculous to behold and one of his greatest gifts. Hearing an author in interview describe the type of person Heinz was, held me, as if in mid air. The author finished, summarizing his description in one word: "rare". [x]
Thank you to the people who run the Aboriginal Senior's Building. In the fifteen years I knew Heinz I never witnessed a nonaboriginal being treated with less respect or offered fewer resources. Residents could rely upon your dignity.
Women's health teaches humanity[page 1]. Guilt is for one generation[page 3]. LGBTQ are a basic part of each group, not a minority[page 5].
REFERENCES: page 1; [i] CBC Massey Lecture A Short History of Progress, Richard Wright: "Hope is an achievement." Alain de Botton; page two :[ii] after Heinz died, the person with the most education decided The Globe and Mail Obituary page with life stories written by journalists was impersonal, she did not read the globe, Heinz and I had enjoyed reading work on this page, she decided I would write another Lives Lived column, in 2000 the globe published a column I had written about the life of another childless artist, a life in 700 words is challenging, what I wrote about Heinz was never printed, there was a change of staff on that page of the globe and a backlog of submissions page five:[iii] Karen and Heinz lived together for seven years, she and Christiane were friends, Karen wrote a memoir of their friendship and the suicide, Simple Things, Karen Lavut, Mercury Press; [iv] Dr V. Schirelli page six:[ v] At the end of the war, my father was arresting children and men too old to serve in WWI. The group which included Heinz was so small and diverse , it did not merit mention. After his death, among dad's war memorabilia, I found a piece of paper with german written on both sides. Heinz translated. On one side the German troops were encouraged to surrender, on the other side were instructions to successfully surrender. "Leave by night. Arrive by day." page eleven:[vi] the cello sounds like a walrus in John Lennon's 'I Am A Walrus'; an elephant in Camille Saint-Saen's 'Carnival of the Animals'; classical music programming on french CBC Radio has more than the usual amount of cello, merci. page sixteen:[vii] Piglet called to Pooh. Pooh asked him what he wanted, nothing, replied Piglet, explaining he just wanted to be sure of him. Heinz treasured this Winnie the Pooh moment. Nothing and everything. page seventeen:[viii] quote re:caring, William Arthur Ward; [ix] complex quote, Dr. C. McConnel; [x] quote re:rare, Ian Buruma, CBC Radio, Writers and Company
he who raised his voice against it- BBC