My mother and husband at the cabin, also me and my mother.
Nancy and her grand father in Holland and with her Dr. at the Atlantic Ocean.
Our little Family.
Kim came over for lunch and we do reminis.She asked about family members and your mind seems to wander. A good feeling. So here are a few pictures from the past. Remember?My mother walked then with a cane, now I do the sane. Funny how history repeats.
I am an immigrant from the Netherlands. I came to America on May 6, 1949. I have had a wonderful life in both countries. I hope to share some of my memories from before I arrived in the U.S. and after.
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