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Sometimes I tell friends and acquaintances about my family. When I want to describe a very special person, I usually name Martins. I will continue to do so.
I only met Martins when I was an adult. He was always very impressive to me because he acted the way he talked. At the same time, he didn’t seem horrible at all. He was so warm, so open and so understanding.
There were always football magazines being thrown around in his house. It made him so human, so approachable, so “normal”. All this together made him, in a way, a moral role model for me. A role model who did not put any pressure on me – that would not have been appropriate for him; in that sense, he was a very easy role model.
Today I am sitting here, far away, in Darmstadt. And I am grateful that I have been able to get to know Martin.