These days I've been receiving condolences from neighbors and friends from different countries, remembering Henrik with affection and warmth; remembering his reserved but friendly ways, his smile, regretting the loss of a good kind man.
Henrik would have been happy to know how much the people of his beloved mountains loved him!
I wanted to give them voice here, thanking them for all the warmth and friendship they have expressed to me/him.
Grazie mille, köszönöm, tusand tak, thank you!
Et stærkt, engageret menneske er gået bort. Vandret videre til de blå bjerge bag evighedens rand. Jeg vil savne dig og dine billeder.
En god Mand/og Stedfar har gået tiden ud alt for tideligt,äre väre dit minde.
TAK FOR ALT.
Et tilfældigt møde på en bus på vej fra Rom til Pescara blev til et dansk venskab i Abruzzo. Mine kondolencer til hele Henriks familie i Danmark.
My poem dedicated to my good friend Henrik......
'Henrik - the death'.
"A good man taken " whispers the 'Majella' mountain
in a sun beamed snow breath.
The words echo down the slopes.
The land of the Viking weeps
for one of its sons of rock.
The black evil seeped into his body and blinded him,
but the Cyclops of his soul fought the last battle.
Upon the funeral pyre his body may burn,
but his light will live forever.
Clive Cartey 2017
We will miss you a lot in Abbateggio❤️
Rest in peace and in our hearts dear and gentle Henrik.
Tak for de mange godt timer vi har haft sammen, igennem vores foreningsarbejde. Æret være dit minde
Kære Henrik hvil i fred❤️
Kære "drenge" tænker på jer.
Kære Henrik,
Tak for masser af fantastiske oplevelser sammen.
K.h. Daniel, Natalie, Liv og Sebastian