I found another piece of the puzzle

It's a good thing my Boo-boo likes to take long naps, it gives her Oma some time to play on the computer. And yes, Joann, it's a very time consuming and tedious job, trying to find any information about your ancestors, especially when they are not in the Mormon archives here in the States, and you have to work with the Dutch archives. It takes a lot of patience, but it seems that after 5 years of trying, I have finally found a loose corner and have been diligently picking away at it, finding more and more neat information.

The above picture is a copy of my grandmother's death registry as it was reported on the city books in Den Haag. This is my mother's mom, who died a few weeks after the war ended. She was only 59 years old. I never met her, of course, since I came along in 1947. She was one of the very few ladies in the family who didn't live to be at least 90 years old. When asked what she died of, no one can give me an answer. My mother always says: she was tired, she was hungry, the war was just too hard on her.

This registry gave me the name of my great grandmother. Back in my mind I already knew this name, but had forgotten.



This is a true heirloom. Not worth much money wise, but it is very special to me. It's a gold locket on a gold chain. Inside are the portraits of my grandfather and grandmother (most likely put in there by my mom.



Mom gave me this a few years ago. She acquired it when my grandmother died. It originally belonged to my great grandmother, they called her "Poetje" (poo-chee)
My Mom doesn't want me to wear it, she is afraid I'll lose it. So I only wear on very special occasions. It would be a shame not to, right?





This picture was taken at the wedding of my cousin from Australia's parents (Not Iggy, Margo). It was taken in the backyard, where ALL pictures were taken, we have tons of them, every wedding, engagement, first communion, it was all recorded by pictures in front of my grandfather's backyard workshop.

In the foreground in black, is Poetje. She is wearing a locket on a long chain, it also had a golden cross. When she died, my mother got the locket and half the chain, and my aunt, her youngest sister, received the cross with the rest of the chain.
To the left of her (right in the picture), behind the little girl, is my mom, in the flowery dress.

Kewl, huh?

:>)

If you want to read more about this particular house, and yard, I wrote stuff about it in the beginning of this blog.
Actually, I looked it up, it was the entry from May 1. :>)

SGMKJ!