Lieber Franz Nauen,

    Thank you for your letter of May 25.

    I last visited your mother about two weeks ago. Considering
the difficulties of age and health under which she labors, I
found her remarkably content, at peace with the world and
apparently with herself. My admiration for her increases
almost each time I visit her; that I have done so less frequently
in recent months reflects, I think, an increasing equanimity
on your mother's part, and a lesser need for reassurance.
Rather than visit her on some arbitrary schedule, I go whenever
she calls me, since there is no compelling medical reason 
for going more often. As I have said before, my wife and I
are always ready to help out in whatever way we are needed.

     I also think back with pleasure on your visit with us
a few months ago. I hope you will have time to come again
when next you visit Cambridge, although I am aware that you
have more pressing obligations. So far as my novel on the
two diskettes which I gave you; I wish you would not take it
too seriously. That you might have no time or inclination
to look at it would require no apologies.

     Some months ago, I became interested once more in the
issue of the freedom of the will, and began wending my way from
Luther's diatribe to Schopenhauers essay on the subject, and
thence to Kant whose writing I have started to reread. This
morning I made a few notes on the Prolegomena which I append,
not because I am presumptuous enough to think that you might
be interested in my sophomoric reflections, but because, where
they are already in the computer, appending them is so simple
a matter and because you are the only person among my acquaintances
who might have even a faint interest in the topic. Again, I
should almost be embarrassed, if you took them seriously.

                                     Sineerely,

                                     Ernst Meyer