albrecht kürschner 12.03.1947 – 01.09.2023 my dad

You do not have to be read this as it is only an outlet for me coping with whats going on right now.

My dad who was a Giant for me just passed away and I mean it that way yesterday he was and the next moment my mom called to tell me he is gone.

Honestly I was more than shocked by the news and I knew when I would get back home to my parents house I would be shocked. It took me 2+ Hours to get to my parents and when my mom came to pick me up from the trainstation I still cried like a newborn.

As my son was already there to say goodbye to his granddad we both cried so hard and it took us another teo hours to go into his room to say godbye to his corpse. I still do remember the times when I was a kid and travelled with him drom Berlin to Barcelona and way further to Malaga. I hardley ever said a bad word to my dad nor my mom as always knew they are the best in my life and they would be the wonderfullest persons I would ever meet.

And there is this time when he took me skateboarding in West Berlin, he rolled down a hill with a joint in his mouth was kinda of going to fast, had his hands in the pockets of his jacket hit a patch of grass, the board stopped and he was to cool hit the ground as he just did a judo roll with the joint still between his lips, stood up checked himself and asked if anyone wanted as the spliff hadn´t even lost its glimmer.

He was always one of the biggest and brightest stars around me and I would give anything to have him back.

I love you to the moon and back Dad and forever.

Dad, the man with the most Jimmy Hendrix Afro <3 love you so much.