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August 04, 2019

Thrice the Joy

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That's me in the middle, Tim on the left, and Jill (Tim's sister) on the right. Sitting on one of Uncle Jack's VW Bugs. Found this photo in one of mother's boxes of pictures. MI, USA 1967

That's me in the middle, Tim on the left, and Jill (Tim's sister) on the right. Sitting on one of Uncle Jack's VW Bugs. Found this photo in one of mother's boxes of pictures. MI, USA 1967

At Llangollen on Whit Monday. UK 1949

At Llangollen on Whit Monday. UK 1949

Betty Hugo, Mable Housman, and Mary Hickson. USA 1933

Betty Hugo, Mable Housman, and Mary Hickson. USA 1933

This is one of my father's pictures (Clyde Martin). He was in the Seabees (United States Naval Construction Battalions). New Guinea (Year unknown)

This is one of my father's pictures (Clyde Martin). He was in the Seabees (United States Naval Construction Battalions). New Guinea (Year unknown)

From the left: My brother Peter, me (Cees van der Wel) and my mother Lenie. I'm six years old here. Photo taken by my father Piet, a truck-driving man and a working class hero. The location is at a pier in the coastal city of Hoek van Holland, west of Rotterdam. It's where we spent our holidays. I remember I used to daydream there as a kid. I used to imagine the ships leaving the harbor and taking over the world, and how I, too, would one day discover the rest of the globe. And that's what I ended up doing as a television reporter. Today, at 67 years old I'm the only one left. Finding this long forgotten picture touched me. Not only because of the loss of my family, but because of my father's eye of a photographer. The Netherlands 1950s

From the left: My brother Peter, me (Cees van der Wel) and my mother Lenie. I'm six years old here. Photo taken by my father Piet, a truck-driving man and a working class hero. The location is at a pier in the coastal city of Hoek van Holland, west of Rotterdam. It's where we spent our holidays. I remember I used to daydream there as a kid. I used to imagine the ships leaving the harbor and taking over the world, and how I, too, would one day discover the rest of the globe. And that's what I ended up doing as a television reporter. Today, at 67 years old I'm the only one left. Finding this long forgotten picture touched me. Not only because of the loss of my family, but because of my father's eye of a photographer. The Netherlands 1950s

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