Our Arthur left us on Christmas 2012 for another paradise.
We mourn him, knowing that he will live on in his paradise on earth.No matter whether our guests stayed for a day or several weeks, everyonecarried good memories back home. This was because of Arthur.
He was a gifted story teller and had an irresistiblesense of humor. Unforgettable is the way he would welcome our guests in alittle golf cart which carried a big “Follow Me” plate in the back. Being thepractical soul he was, he thus made sure that our guest’s didn´t get lost onthe way to their cabin, and that they started their vacation with a smile ontheir faces.
Who wouldn´t remember the singing fish in therestaurant which performed “Don´t worry, be happy”? Arthur spoke threelanguages – German, English and, originating in the southwestern part ofGermany, his native “badisch”. As an engineer by vocation, he was a blessedtinkerer, craftsman, inventor and creator. There is not one single square meterin his paradise, no cabin, no footbridge and pier, and certainly no place inthe house, where he did not lay-on his hands. Always he considered what was tobe done and what could be done better.
Arthur’s recipe for a fulfilled life was as simple as itwas ingenious.
“It has to be fun”, he used to say in “badisch”; “if it is nofun, it makes no sense.” Above all, however, he loved to share his dream of hisparadise with others.
With Arthur gone, a chapter in Vollmer´s IslandParadise is closed. We now open a new one and will continue to run his paradiseas he would have done. Arthur was the heart and soul of our lodge. His love fordetails, his generosity and his sympathy for our guests will continue tocharacterize our enterprise.