“Grandfather Andrejs Freudenfelds was reported to be a horrible aged gentleman, and it is said that I am typical of him …
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Grandfather, for case in point, organized a funeral in the course of his everyday living. It was the biggest folly of him.
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He lived in Vandzene in the vicinity of Talsi and sent word that he was dead. Every person goes to the funeral, the regional scout leader prepares to make a speech at the grave, and then – like in a pleasant sitcom – arrives out: how are you kin, good day every person!
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That is how you haven’t appear to see me, Johaidi, for a hundred years, at the very least you’ve got postponed the funeral. As kin later claimed – that’s fantastic, simply because who is aware what hole they threw him into when he was in exile.
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We couldn’t rejoice the funeral there, but we had to stay there. He was these a male! ”The musician shares his recollections of his grandfather.
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How do you manage to live with your job of eternal laughter?
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“A lot of individuals truly you should not know how a individual is effective.” Perfectly, why so gloomy! Nicely, smile! “By the nose! It really receives on my nerves.
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My confront condition is like that. But you can presently realize: they have heard a half track or a remark and they believe I’m frequently vibrating like a jelly in all that chaos, “Freudenfeld replies with a a little sombre sarcasm.
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