My friend of twenty years, retired broadcaster Lars Erik Ã strÃ¶m, died the other day of cancer at age 69. Too soon by far: he has young grandchildren and he was a very good man without whom the world is worse. MaÃ°R harÃ°a goÃ°r. I will think of him every time I read of caves and flottholmar, floating islands.
Lars Erik’s family posted a lovely secular obit notice headed by a big omega, symbol of caves and the final letter of the Greek alphabet. I translate:
With warmth we remember your wisdom, your high-precision sense of humour and your sonorous radio voice. We had such a good time and got to experience so many exciting things!
The sardine wants the can to open
Towards the sea