I remember that once my father and Zygmunt put together a ballet [Zabawa w Lipinach B.B.-L] – I was no longer living at Stawisko at the time, but in Warsaw. They were laughing like mad when working on the ballet, because there was some awful rubbish in it, but the piece was even staged in Poznań. I also remember that Zygmunt sent my father the following little poem, probably in one of his letters:

Dark night is coming

and the moon is shining in the distance.

Why do we need soc, why do we need soc,

Why do we need socialist realism.

It was very funny… Zygmunt’s nature was very philosophical. I really liked him and I know that he liked me. I was very sad when he passed away. I remember him saying that no Mycielski man lived till eighty, and indeed, he himself died shortly before his eightieth birthday.

^{From the interview conducted by Beata Bolesławska-Lewandowska 
(Mycielski. Szlachectwo zobowiązuje, Kraków 2018)}