Deborah Kottke
Jim, My Mother called and told me that your Father had passed away and I just wanted to say how sorry I am. Your Father was really a very kind man. I remember staying over-nite at your home when I was in the 7th or 8th grade. I really don't remember much about the evening except your Father sensed immediately my discomfort at the dinner table that evening. Your home was so different than mine, and you lived entirely different than we did as a family. But anyway, your Father had a cup of coffee at the end of the meal; it was served in a lovely coffee cup (not a mug)and it was too hot to drink directly. He made a face and whistled and made me laugh. Your mother told him to behave and he proceeded to stick his spoon and fork into the coffee to differ the heat of the coffee to the metal so he could drink it. All in one swoop he gave me a lesson in heat difference and made me laugh. He was a kind man. Your Father accomplished much in his lifetime, you must be proud. I am sorry for your loss. Deborah Zempel Kottke