Oh my God, february, so soon...strange days.

On friday I attended the funeral of my uncle, Poul Christensen, who died 87 years old on monday, after years of illness and resignation.
Not that I was that close to him, I allthough have vivid childhood memories visiting him and my cousins in the smalltown charm of Ry, in the danish lake-district.
Poul was a silent but strong man. An old schooler, whose, like may of his generation, honoured values and qualities like social restrain, family first, hardworking, selfsuffience.
During WWll he was part of the restistance and got arrested by Gestapo in 1944, and send to the danish prisoncamp Frøslevlejren, and was kept there until may of 1945. He never talked about this.
As a kid was really curious about this, and wanted to ask, but never did, because the consensus in the family was. "he did what he had to do...", and that was all there was to it.
In the late fifties Poul started a furniture-factory and got licensed to produce Wegner furnitures, and did so untill 1982, where recession stopped production. He was offedren to produce other firniture brands, designed to fit a new market, where quality wasn`t first choise, but declined.

Poul leaves behind his wife, three kids and numerous grand children.

Godspeed Uncle.

http://da.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hans_J._Wegner
http://da.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fr%C3%B8slevlejren