A year has come, a spring day has come. The exact time is not known. But that day Jacominus thought to himself: >>I was not a hero and lived a simple life. Small, brave, full of life. A good little life that does its job well. I loved you so much, my little life. I got a little let down from you, a sore leg, and a lot of trouble, but I loved you very much. And you know what I'm saying, sweet old man? It was worth living through you, more than worth it!