Mom with Geoffrey Hutchings campaigning for the ANC in 1994, picture taken by Dad There were few occasions I head about Geoff. He was the best man at my parent's wedding. He loved poetry and literature and he was a close friend. Then I Mom and Dad told me that they were in touch again after many years. Dad remarked that Geoff was the same and that he was full of life and the Professor of English literature at a University of Zululand and in a sense renewing their friendship with Geoff and Anne was like Mom and Dad completing the circuit of University, activism, exile and return. They were back at the beginning. Dad and Mom and behind them, Geoffrey Hutchings, the best man, 7 February, 1959 But the last time they told me about Geoff was tragic. It was 1996. They had been to a party together and Geoff had left early with his daughter. It was getting dark. His car was sideswiped by a lorry. Mom and Dad left the party and had the misfortune to see Geoff and his daughter Sarah
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