Originally Posted by ozmilman

A Philosopher, fighter, and most of all a gentleman - the very essence of goodness. That man's death was a tragedy for the world i think. However my hero is much simpler than that.

My grandfather fought as a combat engineer against the Japanese and the Germans, and had several kills to his name. 20 years after the war an ex-Austrian submarine commander moved in next door to him. The man was a Nazi, and actually an Austrian Baron (Baron von Somsich Schmidt) and my Pop never once scorned him. They never fought thewir own little picket fence war, they just got along. Pop became a man of peace i guess. Then one day he was getting on the train, said hello to the train guard the same way he had for 25 years, and thirty seconds later he was dead of a heart attack.

Pop was a big tough man who gave people seconds chances and believed in basic humanity, no matter who the person was.

Oh, and any man who manages to sleep with Elizabeth Hurley... :P

Rich.