Photographs & photo albums are a "big deal" in my family, so I scanned, enlarged & printed out some photos I thought my Mother & my Aunts would like to have . . .
. . . and I listened as The Three Sisters reminisced about relatives and times that have passed . . . this is Betty, visiting from Amsterdam . . .
. . . who loves dogs & cats . . .
. . . and was quite impressed with Rico's behavior during his stay at Beehive.
My Mother, who sometimes forgets events that happened a few minutes ago, remembers the name of every person who lived in the neighborhood in Amsterdam, and their addresses, too!
The bracelet on my Mother's left arm is made of silver Dutch dimes . . . their Father collected them and when he passed away, Betty had them made into bracelets for the women in the family . . . I have one, too.
What stories I heard on this visit, tales of my family's life in Amsterdam, before and during World War II. My Mother's defiance when SS Troopers entered their home, looking for a fugitive (their apartment was right next to the SS Headquarters during the Nazi Occupation of The Netherlands) is one story I will always keep in my heart.