Dragons & Butterflies: Sentenced to Die, Choosing to Live (108 page)

I matriculated from King David Victory Park in 1977. That’s me on the right.

Joan and I keeping up with the trends, mid-1977. I’m doing my Roger Daltrey impression, while Joan is channelling Joanna Lumley in
The New Avengers
, which was a popular TV show in those days.

At Bikkur Cholim camp in Muizenberg, summer 1975, with my arms around Carol (left) and Babette (right).

In the early 1980s, during one of my wild road trips, I returned to Muizenberg. Here I’m showing my friend Steve who’s boss.

My 24th birthday celebration with my girlfriend Dana, at the Turn ’n Tender steakhouse, Greenside, 1984.

After my motorbike accident, while I was AWOL from the army, at Joan’s place in Vereeniging, December 1979.

Raving out of my head on LSD during that notorious holiday in the Transkei in the early 1980s. Those were crazy times!

Although my mom put us in Arcadia, she never abandoned us. Even when she went back to Hungary, she kept in touch and made a point of visiting us every few years. Life had been cruel to her, but she always showed us as much love as she could.

Joan and Malcolm on the beach in Cape Town, 1978. They got married in December 1980.

My father Fritz had seen better days when this picture was taken in Vanderbijlpark, in the early 1980s. Over the years, I had some contact with him, but I never felt any affection for the man. When he died, on 22 April 1989, I refused to attend his funeral. Twenty-three years later, to the day, I was released from prison.

Around four years into my sentence, circa 1998.

Soon after my first six-month stint in solitary, 1999.

One of many articles highlighting my predicament that appeared in South African media. This one was published in the
Tribune
in 1999.