#Family is Everything
Today, May 4, it is Remembrance Day in the Netherlands for the victims of the Second World War. That brought me to the following memory: My grandfather and grandmother (on my mother's side) were German, but they emigrated to the Netherlands long before the First World War. They lived in a town close to the German border in the east of the Netherlands. During the last two years of the war they, along with their ten children, sheltered four Jewish men in the house that my grandfather built himself. He had a very large construction company and built a shelter for the men under the house. So they lived with 16 people in that house. Two months before the end of the war, the hideout was betrayed to the Germans by someone in the town.

Dad spent 6 months helping build the Margratten cemetery as an army engineer.