No permission yet from Slorc, "Post

[nin@xxxxxx]

Reply-To: Phd_ Ni Ni <nin@xxxxxx>
Subject: No permission yet from Slorc, "Postmortem"

Dear Burmanet,

Thank you, Thank you all for your heartfelt responses. Your responses 
induce my tears, in turn tears wash my eyes to see the world better and 
clearer. Wash my few illusions away.

I believe that the authorities have not yet granted permission to hold 
Uncle Leo's Memorial service "in Burma" yet. His family will hold one 
for him in Perth on 30/6/96 at 2.00 pm at 10 Cleopatra St Palymra, AU.

Danish Government will send an expert to perform a postmortem.*
{Whether it will be allowed or not is the another step.}
Of course, we all know that there always be reactions on the another steps.

I have included William Nichols's letter. He is the eldest son of Uncle 
Leo that he had asked to be read out at the services.

The media coverage here has been enormous in AU. Coverage across Australia 
has been excellent and a question about Uncle's death and his imprisonment 
was asked in parliment yesterday and the Australian Goverment will be 
releasing a stronger press release today. The fight goes on.

With metta and solidarity,
Ni Ni
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Here is the letter.

"A LETTER TO MY FATHER"    by William J. Nichols

Dear Dad,

I now know the true extent of your love for Burma. In your own loud way you
tried to make a difference and was always ready to help the needy. You have
many fans and people around the world that loved you and respected you. Yes
it did annoy me that they always made excuses for you and put you on a
pedestal. Yes we had our differences of opinion and we had our disagreements
about your continued instance to remain in Burma. I told you that I would
rather that you came to Australia where I could care for you and protect
you. Your response was that we were in different orbits. You were not a
quitter and you seemed to thrive on stress and pressure. You were a proud
man and  lived life to the fullest. Yes you thought you were invincible and
lived up to your name Leo the lion.

The first seventeen years of my life with you will be treasured. You were
the best Dad a boy could ever have.  You have done me proud and I hope you
are proud of me. I love you and know you loved me. The circumstances of our
lives meant that we missed out seeing each other grow up and develop. I
wrote a song for you many years ago and these are the words.

~.~~..~~~...~~~~
       
In a world oh so far away lost in this masquerade
Thinking of his last charade not realising this escapade
Actors come and they go spinning silently in space
Imaginings fill his mind as they leave the stage.

Actors come and they go doing what they do so well 
He watches on oh so confused
Until a change of scene

Aware once more of the play knowing now is his turn
He plays his part oh so well
But lost in this masquerade

We all love you very much and you will be remembered always. Yes you are my
OLD MAN and your dreams for Burma will continue in my heart.  See you  later
Buddy and Rest in Peace.

Your Son & Heir,
William James Nichols."

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