the Wolfepack

               and yup....they are really "mine"...lol

More news later...and here it is than...

Wartime story. Dad fell in love with my mother and see there I was....Bully of a granddad expelled my Dad from Holland and this act together with a heart disease killed my mother. Dad got a letter from my granddad saying "mother and child died"....

But I found him and looking at him, there is no doubt that he is my Dad. He later recognised me as his wartime son by means of a declaration signed by him and a sollicitor. He died unfortunately but at that sad funeralday I met Pamela my new sis...and later on I heard that I had a brother too. Ronald decided not to contact me, but that was his decision which I respected. But oh wonder, for not so long ago he contacted the old man(being his older brother) and now we are on speaking terms, great, appreciate that greatly.

There might be a chance to develop the relationship, but we'll take it slowly from here. So here was the story next to the pics.

My Dad met a woman in Canada after the war, hence Pamela's and Ronalds arrival on this earth. So now you're all informed.

First pic when visiting Dad for the first time in Plymouth UK (yes. you are right, no Veronica, she was jumping in and out of swimmingpools...lol)..next pic my Dad and my mother sailing on one of the dutch lakes at Loosdrecht in 1946