Dear Georgette,

Thank you for your note about the Margrit's obituary
which I wrote in response to Margaret Walden's request.
Consider it rhetoric which, albeit candid, is appropriately
tailored to the audience to which it is addressed.
As a novelist you understand that there is much, much more
about Margrit's relationship to me and her relationship to
you which cannot be said in a few paragraphs and which perhaps
should not be said at all.

As I think about the real relationships in which Margrit
was enmeshed, the relationships to her parents, to her
brother, to your father and to yourself, to mention the
most obvious, - as distinct to the relatively unreal
relationships to her many friends, I conclude that it is not
possible for me even to try to describe or to decipher them. 
Accordingly, I apologize to you for the publication of what
is an unavoidably incomplete accounting.

As I grow older I become more and more convinced that
words cannot do justice to our experiences. Still, I would
like to hear - or read - what you might be willing and
able to tell me about my sister. She concealed her life
from me; and there is much that I would benefit from 
knowing. Please feel free to write or to telephone as
it suits you own needs and wishes. Perhaps it might 
even be possible for us to arrange a meeting at some
convenient time.

My condolences and my best wishes to you and your father.
I will do my best to discharge the obligations that
Margrit had to you.

Jochen