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His last summer. Ferdi La Roche - an obituary
His last summer.
Ferdi La Roche - an obituary
11/15/1939 (or so) - "Next year we are again a summer" .09.2008
, Ferdi had even told a friend from Hanover, said as of this flap years of not moving to Cologne.
Yes, there will probably be a summer next year, but no summer with Ferdi.
A friend is dead, and strangely enough I do not know exactly what day he died, in September 2008. Neighbours clip because his newspaper was still in the mail and despite the rain the window open. The police opened the apartment. Ferdi had had a stroke and subsequently died in hospital. He had lived alone, divorced, with little contact with children and grandchildren. I have had a couple of days trying unsuccessfully to reach him and then let me tell of a neighbor.
He was not only my friend, but a public figure, not a few readers of folky and the Interreligious newsletter knew him, so that an obituary justified in this context. Occasionally he took
on silence for peace and justice and the Inter-Faith discussion group part in Bonn. He frequently visited folk concerts, particularly loved Local Heroes, Le Clou and Till Nine and Sahara. He put on Religions for Peace Cologne / Bonn and the Internet portal for folk and world music in Bonn, the Rhine-Sieg region of free space available on the Internet and looked after the pages with me. Now and then he wrote a concert review.
His main passion was a different, and this community I met him in May 1999: The wearing skirts and the struggle for the emancipation of men from self-inflicted penalty pants. Even those who knew him personally, he fell on the streets when he went in the summer with short skirts through Bonn, Sankt Augustin, Siegburg or cycled. Many men Germany-wide or even worldwide, the pants were forced sorry, he took courage and went ahead of them as a model and showed that it is "the people" not as intolerant, as is often thought. Sometimes he abused power over women, who think that emancipation was only there for them, but he was not a misogynist. Only just had his motto: "Emancipation is a two way street."
Some people smiled over his short skirts, but as he stood over it. They were much more an expression of unbridled freedom and joy of life unbroken. Freedom was his great theme, even when he already operating as a young man CB radio and installed a pirate radio station. And he loved
the summer. Not that he, like I was wearing shorts in winter, no, he wore long skirts, but the summer was his season. As soon as the first rays of spring sunshine some heat sent into the Rhineland, he was out and about and showed the men how to enjoy life beyond popular stereotypes of masculinity. The suits he called like "Penguins" was to them, but just as friendly as to each. His Selbstbewusstein from beamed and showed the people: The stands to what he does.
Except in "real life" Ferdinand was very much present on the web. Two men rock forums he served in numerous other he discussed eagerly. But I'm glad I knew him personally, because the Internet represents only a small part of a person. And yet a look at his website: http://freenet-homepage.de/skirtman144/index.html .
What he did not like was brought by friends. In August, there were quarrels, in which he was not involved, but went close to him. The reconciliation he did not, or rather, he saw them forced by his death. Rock-supporting men are as little as holy hose-supporting. Ferdinand was not a saint and never wanted to be one, not even a pope or men Rock Ambassadors of German men rock movement, as he was sometimes called. He just wanted to be a man, a free man in a free world. I hope he now has more freedom than he dared to dream to be ever and an everlasting summer!
I end with a joke about the Ferdi certainly would have laughed heartily, and my wife Petra did yesterday: If Ferdinand is now up there in heaven, he must be careful that no one is watching him under her skirt.
Michael A. Schmiedel, 09/30/2008
Addendum: I just learned of Ferdi's daughter, Annette, he died on 11.9.2008. And is buried in the cemetery south of Bonn, in a family grave, from the entrance right in the second row behind a chapel. 
His last summer.
Ferdi La Roche - an obituary
11/15/1939 (or so) - "Next year we are again a summer" .09.2008
, Ferdi had even told a friend from Hanover, said as of this flap years of not moving to Cologne.
Yes, there will probably be a summer next year, but no summer with Ferdi.
A friend is dead, and strangely enough I do not know exactly what day he died, in September 2008. Neighbours clip because his newspaper was still in the mail and despite the rain the window open. The police opened the apartment. Ferdi had had a stroke and subsequently died in hospital. He had lived alone, divorced, with little contact with children and grandchildren. I have had a couple of days trying unsuccessfully to reach him and then let me tell of a neighbor.
He was not only my friend, but a public figure, not a few readers of folky and the Interreligious newsletter knew him, so that an obituary justified in this context. Occasionally he took
on silence for peace and justice and the Inter-Faith discussion group part in Bonn. He frequently visited folk concerts, particularly loved Local Heroes, Le Clou and Till Nine and Sahara. He put on Religions for Peace Cologne / Bonn and the Internet portal for folk and world music in Bonn, the Rhine-Sieg region of free space available on the Internet and looked after the pages with me. Now and then he wrote a concert review.
His main passion was a different, and this community I met him in May 1999: The wearing skirts and the struggle for the emancipation of men from self-inflicted penalty pants. Even those who knew him personally, he fell on the streets when he went in the summer with short skirts through Bonn, Sankt Augustin, Siegburg or cycled. Many men Germany-wide or even worldwide, the pants were forced sorry, he took courage and went ahead of them as a model and showed that it is "the people" not as intolerant, as is often thought. Sometimes he abused power over women, who think that emancipation was only there for them, but he was not a misogynist. Only just had his motto: "Emancipation is a two way street."
Some people smiled over his short skirts, but as he stood over it. They were much more an expression of unbridled freedom and joy of life unbroken. Freedom was his great theme, even when he already operating as a young man CB radio and installed a pirate radio station. And he loved
the summer. Not that he, like I was wearing shorts in winter, no, he wore long skirts, but the summer was his season. As soon as the first rays of spring sunshine some heat sent into the Rhineland, he was out and about and showed the men how to enjoy life beyond popular stereotypes of masculinity. The suits he called like "Penguins" was to them, but just as friendly as to each. His Selbstbewusstein from beamed and showed the people: The stands to what he does.
Except in "real life" Ferdinand was very much present on the web. Two men rock forums he served in numerous other he discussed eagerly. But I'm glad I knew him personally, because the Internet represents only a small part of a person. And yet a look at his website: http://freenet-homepage.de/skirtman144/index.html .
What he did not like was brought by friends. In August, there were quarrels, in which he was not involved, but went close to him. The reconciliation he did not, or rather, he saw them forced by his death. Rock-supporting men are as little as holy hose-supporting. Ferdinand was not a saint and never wanted to be one, not even a pope or men Rock Ambassadors of German men rock movement, as he was sometimes called. He just wanted to be a man, a free man in a free world. I hope he now has more freedom than he dared to dream to be ever and an everlasting summer!
I end with a joke about the Ferdi certainly would have laughed heartily, and my wife Petra did yesterday: If Ferdinand is now up there in heaven, he must be careful that no one is watching him under her skirt.
Michael A. Schmiedel, 09/30/2008
Addendum: I just learned of Ferdi's daughter, Annette, he died on 11.9.2008. And is buried in the cemetery south of Bonn, in a family grave, from the entrance right in the second row behind a chapel.
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