Now I myself was on strike for 24 days...
I know the internet, and I know, what can happen...
If a person breaks into tears, because one of the parents has died, then it's a normal reaction. When the sister of a neighbor found him dead in his apartment, she also breaked into tears. She cried much louder than me, and the police & emergency didn't yell at her. But it happened to me, after my father had died. Frank had thought, he shouldn't wait, until I would come home, after he got the telephone call. On the meeting there would be many people, I would know them all, and they could give me moralic help. He didn't know, that the woman would run to me, yell at me and force me to leave the room, where the other people were sitting, when I began to cry. The other people weren't allowed to give me moralic help, later one of them called me and tried to give me moralic help at the telephone...
I tried to keep an old community alive, in the first years it was possible, but not in the last years anymore. The old community had disintegrated and doesn't exist anymore. I had made many photos from us and gave the others the copies (where they themselves were on the photos). I made solo-photos and group-photos (until 2009/2010). I had invested many time for that, although I had to do also many other things, but I don't do that anymore, I'm ready with them, really ready...