This afternoon mum came by with a photo album from my younger days in Overveen. It brought backa lot of memories. There were photo's of the "Santa Kiriyaki", a Greek freighter thrown on the beach at Zandvoort by a stor. We went to see it. I wasafraid it would topple over on top of me. Squish! It looked really impressive, big screw, big rudder, big hull.There also were some photo's of our time in Suriname. It reminded me that we went up the Commewijne river in a boat, and on thw return leg I was both helmsman (under captain's orders)and sailor, responsible for throwing out the mooring lines when we docked. What a lovely adventure was that. There also were some pictures of my younger sisters, looking as cute as anything.I can't understand why we had so many fights. They are lovely sisters still.
ffrank on the verge of turning in.
Thousend times thanks!
To all the followers of the blog, to anyone who has been supportive of Frank or us in the last months and especially after his untimely death we want to say thanks from the bottom of our hearts. In the week after his passing we received so much warmth, stories, care and love, hardly describable. To us it was a very precious and valuable week and it was so good to have Frank at home where so many of his friends could visit him. And all the help, stories and info shared in that week led to a beautiful goodbye ceremony on a beautiful sunny autumn day. For those of you who could not attend, or those of you who wish to reread the funeral speeches, we publice them here (in dutch and english) with some pictures in grateful memory of, and tributed to Frank.We will miss him dearly, thanks for being with him and with us, one way or another,
On behalf of my family and his closest friends, Esther