275 Hicks Street
Brooklyn, N.Y.
July 11th 1927
Dear Tilly,
I am very sorry I have bad news to tell you.
I was in Philadelphia yesterday to see Father. He is very sick and I am afraid it is only a matter of days before he passes away.
He has cancer of the stomach and the doctors told us that there was nothing that could be done. Fortunately he does not suffer much pain, but the tumor has cut off the connection between his stomach and intestines, and he simply is starving to death, as any food that he eats must come up again.
He knows he is dying, he told me so. But he is so courageous and patient that all of his children may well be proud to have had for a father such an indomitable man. He does not stay in bed, he actually played for a funeral at the church today. Perhaps it is better so. I am sure he is happier that way. The doctors think so also.
He discussed his will with Ferdie and myself. Mother will get the income from the entire estate. After her death it is to be divided equally among the surviving children. I wish you could see him. Everything but goodness seems to have left him. I have rarely seen a gentler expression on a man’s face.
I know you will break the news gently to mother, that is why I am not writing to her direct. As soon as the end comes I will let you know.
This letter is only an advance one dear Tilly and shortly I will write you at length.
With best love to yourself, Aloys and all
Your loving brother
Xaver
(Aloys Fleischmann Diary, 7th August 1927)
