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When my sister and I were about 10 and 12, for the very first time on Christmas Eve my jewish grandfather took us to a nearby mountain (via ropeway, at this point of time he was already in his early nineties) to show us that the higher you went the nearer you´d feel to god. I asked him which god he meant, because we had been raised Romish, to please my mother. He asked: Do you see any god here? Of course, I had to say no. He asked again, in his typical way, what I did see then. My answer was something like nothing but divine nature, and it must have pleased him. That´s because god is nature, he told me,and vice versa.  I think in some way my grandfather was right: nature is God´s right-hand by all means, and will always be. I only wish that people won´t take nature´s normally even temper for granted. There might be more in store for us than we prefer.

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Wise he was, but nonetheless stubborn as a mule. When the taxi did not stop as promptly as he had ordered, he jumped out of the rolling car, broke his leg and died five days later because of MRSA. On days like this I still miss him.

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.........okay. Yeah uh... I'm really sorry that happened to him and respect your loss and grief but serious - what was the man thinking?

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Guess that even at the age of 99 he was in constant hurry to get things done.

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LOL!