Monday, November 28, 2011

See you, Helmut...

I'm trying and failing to reconcile two concepts or entities: Helmut and death - the two just don't go together in my head. And yet, in harsh, uncaring reality, sadly, unbelievably, they must.
I first met Helmut in 1983. We were expecting our first child and being in deepest Bavaria, far from grandparents, had decided to look for a couple in a similar position to share a house with, and share the experiences of parenthood. We met a few couples but hit it off with Robin and Helmut. We found a house where we could share the ground floor, living room and kitchen and where we would each have a floor for ourselves with bedroom, bathroom and children's room.
Amazingly, given that we had only met via a newspaper advert, and seeing that I am a cantankerous bastard who doesn't really like people at the best of times, it worked really well, and we ended up living together for 7 years, by which time there were four and a half kids, Andy, Nicky, Michelle, Biddy, and Christopher on the way.
I went to football games with Helmut, he introduced me (as anti-sport-playing as you can be) to squash, a game I came to love, we shared jokes and stories, he was honest and straightforward, generous and helpful, simply a really nice guy who loved being alive and who knew how to enjoy life. In thousands of little and big ways Helmut touched and enriched the lives of people around him.
Well, now Helmut is gone, he is dead, in the blink of an eye the finality has enfolded him; Helmut and death are one. We are using the past tense for him, we are speaking about a funeral for Helmut - a what?? A funeral?? For Helmut???
And I don't know what to say, I don't know how to grasp it.
Everyone is helping, everyone is grieving, everyone is doing their best to help everyone else but now everyone also bears an empty, black, Helmut-shaped hole inside them.


Anji said...

I'm sorry.

People like Helmut are rare

laurie said...

Thank you Phil, for putting into words what all of us have been feeling since Helmut's gone.

Charlie Woodward said...

Yes, Phil, Thanks for those beautiful words about our friend, Helmut. I am very saddened and hope you all will support Robin and her family at this time. I remember very well Helmut's nearly constantly smiling face when visiting you in Pippingerstrasse. he was/is special.

Jay at The Depp Effect said...

Oh, gosh, I am sorry. It's such a hard thing to come to terms with, especially when it's unexpected.

I've lost my mother and a cousin this year and my mother's death was unexpected, although she was 91. She was one of those old ladies you expect to go on for ever, but sadly, no-one ever does that. Anyway, I know how you feel .. a little, at least. It's different for all of us.

Rest in peace, Helmut. :(