Dear Marion,

I've spent much of the day
adding to the Verfolgung_und_Entrechtung.txt
accounts of how we spent Nov. 9, 1938 and the
days that followed. I have more on my mind, and
I want to get back to that text. If it's of
interest, it's accessible to you by the URL
I gave you and through my website under 
"Auswanderung".

Don't worry about anger/disgust/disappointment 
concerning Nantucket. There isn't and, and hasn't
been any so long as I can remember. As I've written
to you before, it's not the house that matters to me,
it's the process of building it, and I consider discussing 
constitutional law with Justice Kafker a very instructive
and enjoyable phase of the building process. Why should
I be angry? and at whom? Certainly not at the Nantucket
mininazis. Understanding them is good practice for
understanding the macronazis of my childhood.
cf. my correspondence with Helmut.

I want to stop now and write about my father and art,
my father and music, and not least my father and
philosophy/theology. That's an awful lot to inscribe
on a little Stolperstein. I'll let Renate worry about
it.

Jochen