To me you were a wise man, who managed to amaze me in the finest ways possible. I recall numerous occasions when I would call Laurence Potgieter to help edit my poetry.
For him it was never a big deal, all he wanted in return was ‘a lekker cup of coffee and asked where the ashtray is.’
We would sit down and talk for hours on end; it was always a great privilege to share company with him.
My freshest memory is from about three weeks back when I gave him a ring to assist me with a short story I had done. He said: “Give me an hour, I have something to sort out,” five minutes later there he was knocking at my door.
We enjoyed a cup of coffee and started writing; he lost me along the way. I had to stop him occasionally asking him what he had meant by some of the words he used.
It made me realise that he had a dictionary printed in his head. Oh my dear pal, I’m going to miss you and all the fun times we shared.
May God purify your soul, rest in peace.
Luigi Spano
