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We lost a friend

Dear Friends,

A good friend left us. Some of you met him during the IFC's at Basel, London or Budapest. Or at the Prix Europa in Berlin. His name is Holger Jackisch. Helmut Kopetzky sent us this message :

"Sad news from Leipzig: On Tuesday, 8th of January, more than 200 colleagues from all parts of Germany followed the coffin with the remains of Holger Jackisch to his last rest at Leipzig Suedfriedhof. Holger, head of feature staff of MDR (Middle German Radio), died at the age of 42 by cancer.

He grew up next to the frightening walls of the Bautzen prison in the southern part of the former German Democratic Republic. A trained construction engineer, he worked as site manager at East German construction sites and later attended the famous Leipzig Literary Institute. Before he took over the MDR feature department in 1992, he had published a good number of prose and poetry works and co-founded one of the first democratic newspapers called "Die andere Zeitung" ("The Other Newspaper") after the collapse of the GDR. Together with Peter Leonhard Braun and Wolfgang Bauernfeind he established a strong collaboration between the feature programmes of MDR Leipzig and Sender Freies Berlin (SFB) and successfully worked as feature author and producer himself. His German colleagues and all those who got to know him at international meetings like the IFC, will keep him in mind as a competent but modest and reliable comrade. "

In the name of the IFC, we extend to his wife, Anja Riediger, to his two years old son, and to his colleagues of MDR, our most sincere condolences. Au revoir, good Holger.


Anja Riediger

Albert Lortzing-strasse 15

04105 Leipzig, Germany

from the text of the funeral ceremony : " Mourning is not a celebration, with pathetic black-silver coffin cloths, with incense and music, with formal condolences. Mourning is an explosion: the biggest explosion in life." (Sandor Marai)

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