Heinz R. Kuehn, 1919-2006

I do hope I live a life as rich as that of my neighbor across the street, Heinz Kuehn, who passed away this week after taking turns with his wife getting ill for several years now.
Heinz survived Nazi Germany, with a Catholic father and Jewish mother. He got out and came to the States in 1959. He married Regina, who he caricatured playfully in the color sketches he drew hundreds of. He was a devout Catholic. He and Regina had six children and more grandchildren (one of whom is Marcel Fremont, whose name I misspelled on his OPRF High School gym shirt years ago because he was too quiet to correct me). He and Regina were liberals who appreciated both my parents’ political company on the block and their renovations to the house; after my folks remodeled the front porch, they sent a thank you card. A few years ago, Heinz wrote a book about his experiences surviving Nazi Germany, Mixed Blessings: An Almost Ordinary Life in Hitler’s Germany.
Any death brings sadness, but it is a joy to remember a life that has been so lived to its fullest.