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OMA REMEMBERS . . .

carts over the top of these bridges. Near our school was such a bridge, and there was a little, bent old man with a rope with a hook on it, who for a few cents would put his hook on to the cart, take the rope over his shoulder and so help drag the cart ever the bridge. One famous character was called 'Kikkie the Bruggetrekker'.

Pa rented a shop, and we were going to open a wine and bottle shop. We lived in the flat above the shop. The business was called "De Drie Jagers" because of the name Jagerman. The business did not prosper. What I remember most vividly was one very cold winter's day when we woke up in the morning to find that all the bottles of soft drink and mineral water in the window display had frozen and burst their tops, and the contents were hanging in the form of icicles on the outside of the bottles.

I had turned 12 by that time and learned to ride my sister's bicycle in one of the yet unfinished side streets of the Plein.

My mother became very ill. The financial situation became desperate. Joh tried different agencies and
did a lot of travelling throughout the country, which he seemed to enjoy, but there was not much to show for it afterwards. As a matter of fact, it mostly ended in disaster. He sold such divergent articles as confectionery and religious statues, as

Joh Jagerman
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