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well as other things I can't remember. It always started as something fantastic, but in the end it was no good.
He also got engaged to a lovely girl, Leny Drieman, but she gave up in the end, as he seemed unable to earn himself a living. Joh was a person I never could understand. I was too young. He was 16 years older than I. He was very good to me - he was good and generous to everyone. He wanted to give expensive presents, even if he did not have the money.

It is all very sad, and he died in 1961, lonely and without friends, To being the only one to go and see him and follow him when he was buried. The other person at his funeral was his landlady.

Jacques was different, more like Pa. He was reliable, honest, scrupulous in all his dealings. However, as I look back now and Jacques and Siny are no longer with us, I realise that their marriage was not a happy one. Jacques died in 1946, aged 48.

I had no idea that my mother's illness was so serious; I was only 13 at the time and Moe was 55. On the night she died, the priest came to anoint her and we were all kneeling around her bed. By 12
Jacques Jagerman

midnight I was sent to bed and when I woke next day I was told that Moe had died shortly after I went to bed. The funeral people came and hung the room with black drapes and placed big candles near the coffin, which spread their soft light on the
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