The two Swans loving “The Swan” and the William & Mary Crim Dell Bridge where they first kissed.
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Mars looks down on the angry youth on Mother Earth. Just some random glimpses. It never stops.
French Students 1958
Hongkong Student strike 2014
More ISIS Youth
ISIS in USA
And so on, and so on. Through the ages.
MAY 5, 1945!
Finally! Finally free from those nasty Nazis. Five years of deprivation, torture, devastation, cruelty, and genocide. How can one man make this happen all by himself? How do people like Hitler come to life and how is it possible they can sweep to power with so many believing in such a monster? How did he become that monster? How did he self-destruct? Read a very interesting book that just came out
HITLER’S LAST DAY–MINUTE BY MINUTE–BY JONATHAN MAYO & EMMA CRAIGIE.
Available in your bookstore and on Amazon.com.
Here follow some of my memories of World War II: As a kid between 4-9 years old, I remember it from start to finish. Nothing more than war leaves a mark on your life.
Bombers and hunger
Death on the streets and scrambling for food
Normandy in 1944, but it took one very long year before Holland was free and allied tanks rolled in.
Adolf Hitler Kills himself and his nearest collaborators do the same. Read it in HITLER’S LAST DAY.
Nazis leaving. Some of these horses must have been my grandfather’s warmbloods.
Allied tanks with German captives.
Collaborators and traitors rounded up.
The brave fighters come in.
The people jubilate.
Food drops for us who suffered a long cold winter during 1944-45. Can you imagine the relief?
Festivities all over the country.
Mainly thanks to the USA. That we not forget. That we remain VIGILANT! Or it will happen again.
Cute Audrey with her mother when she was little
Me when I was about her age then, seven years difference
Audrey, 13, when she lived in Arnhem about 10 miles away from us and when we met
Us on May 5, 1945 when we were so happy that the dreadful war was over and we were still alive.
Ballet in Arnhem at the Conservatorium, 16 years old.
Audrey’s portrait in 1950 that stood on my grand piano.
Me in the French Alps close to Geneva where I worked
Audrey at Tolochenaz near Lausanne where she lived while I worked in Geneva. Public Photo
Audrey as devoted UNICEF Ambassadrice, shortly before she passed away. UNESCO Photos
Far away but always close.