On my first visit to Norway in 1985, I met Gurine, Arne and Knut’s sister. She was the widow of Professor (I hope that’s correct?) Tallak Froysnes, living in a pleasant bookish home in Kristiansand. I liked her so much, feeling an almost instant camaraderie in fact. I think she may have felt something of the same because we agreed that if we only lived a little closer to each other than… Read More