Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Fritz no more

A big man is gone. Heard him give a (1.5 hours) talk a month ago: olden goldies about signature and stuff. Kind of stooped, but otherwise doing OK, seemed to me. We then went to a bar; I had several mojitos, he drank a glass of red wine. I reminded him of the time we went hiking in the Golan Heights, and then had some St Peter's fish by the Sea of Galilee. I figured I'll say bye before I go, but it didn't happen. Time flies, eh?