I am a fan of journalist and author Nick Kristof and follow his column in the New York Times through his Twitter links. His father, Ladis Kristof, recently passed away and Nick wrote a brief, yet touching article about an extraordinary ninety-one year old. I couldn't help but see the similarities between the elder Mr. Kristof and Armand Singer. Here's an excerpt:
Seeking an echo of his old estate, my dad settled us on a farm, which he equipped with tractors and an extraordinary 30,000-volume library: From chain saws to the complete works of Hegel (in German), our farm has it all.
At the age of 80, my father still chopped firewood as fast as I did. In his late 80s, he climbed the highest tree on our farm each spring to photograph our cherry orchard in bloom. At 90, he still hunted.
Read the entire article, My Father's Gift To Me. I would have loved to introduce these men to each other and then sit quietly to the side while they conversed, for hours perhaps.
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