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OMA REMEMBERS . . .


So much is happening, and it is difficult to give an orderly report! There were for instance food parcels which were dropped from the air by allied planes, with the agreement of the Germans, for the starving people of the north of Holland.

On Wednesday 2nd May we heard the sound of aeroplanes. We had heard that this would happen, so were expecting it. There, all of a sudden, were 10 large 4-engine bombers over Schiphol dropping their peaceful load. After we had yelled and cheered, we went back to whatever we were doing. But that was only the beginning. That same morning there must have been close on 200 planes and the enthusiasm of the people, who had come to the Orteliuskade to have a close look at what was happening, knew no bounds. It was a magnificent spectacle. The only pity was that although we knew exactly what was in the parcels, and were anticipating how nice it all would be, on the 10th of May our quota still had not arrived.


The food distribution was still woeful and we expected it to take a few more weeks before everything would be back to normal.

They also started picking up N.S.B.'ers (National Socialist collaborators). They are getting what they deserve.


It took until August 1945 for the Japanese to surrender. We were glad that the bomb had been dropped (God forgive us), because it brought an end to the war, and we did not know at the time the terrible devastation and the long-term consequences. Dad was on his first trip as radio-telegraphist to Canada. I was spending a few weeks on holiday with friends in Zeist and I had Paul with me, who turned 1 year that same month. I was rather under-nourished and the friends I stayed with went out of their way to try and put some weight on me. My weight at that time was 45 Kg, which certainly is not very much.
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