Fedor Gouvenuer wrote to me this beautiful letter and mentioned the last time he saw Brion Gysin:

Dear Marcia,
Many many moons ago I said goodbye to Geno (and you?) for the last time. He woke me up in the middle of a NYC night to inform me that he was on his way to England via Canada, rather precipitously, as the authorities were very keen to interview him regarding "a planned visit by Geno and some of his friends to the statue of Liberty"! He also informed me of the good news that he intended to get married .......to you and that for that he would probably need a jacket so I gave him my favorite italian jacket. Tragically, sadly, I never saw him again. I seem to recall a communication informing me that my dear dear friend Geno had passed away and had had a baby daughter. I recall a message from you from Puerto Rico where you had moved to. I tried to write to you once or twice but never got an answer. However the proof of my love for Geno is that I've never forgotten him and I'm excited by the possibility that through the Internet I might reconnect to his memory through you.
How I met Geno. I was sitting one afternoon at Rienzi's or the Figaro where I was having a coffee after visiting the Cuban UN mission office where I was given a bunch of books and magazines. The books and magazines were on the table when suddenly Geno who I did not know, noticed the books and asked me " are you Simon's brother?" That entirely blew me away, as indeed I was Simon's brother!!! "Who are you and how do you know me and my brother???" He sat down at my table and went on to explain how he had met Simon, my brother, in Rome and how he became a good friend of Simon. Simon had mentioned to Geno that he had a brother called Fedor, me, who lived in NYC. On the basis of that tip, Geno decided out of the blue, and only having seen the literature on my table that I must be Simon's NYC brother!!!!!! We became friends and I've never forgotten him. I've even had the fantasy thought of doing something to memorialize him if only I could find some of his old friends. I had the certainty that anyone who had known Geno would be pleased with the idea. Geno was very easy to love and was loved by all kinds of people. Having gone through a million changes I found myself living in Cairo, where I lived for nearly 40 years. In my early years in Cairo I met Hamza the Sudanese udist or Lutenist. We reminisced about dear Geno who Hamza informed me was the person who arranged his travel to Italy and finally to the States. I also had the opportunity of remembering Geno the last time I saw Brian Gysin. Anyway I hope that all of these ancient memories are not just dreams. Its been so long that one never knows. Please write me and reassure me. Warmest regards Fedor Gouverneur