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I find your materials as found in your CC ad “Middledom” very interesting. I regret I did not hear about…
Liked it!! And so it goes.
That church is certainly not Catholic, just run of the mill Reformed. The problem with translation is that there’s no…
Enjoyed the real and very human, reaction of a small boy to Sunday ritual. This church felt Catholic to me?…
Love the role of imagination in this one – having had a fascination with flying myself, in my primary years.…
OH man. SO great, though there’s something special about the words “vliegende” and “dominee” that just sound fitting, huh. Thank…
Thanks Connie. The remarkable thing is how much we don’t know about our ancestors. Occasionally we glimpse a few of…
Henry, what a lovely and important historical moment to encounter on this Sunday morning. Thank you for sharing the.outcome of…
Really appreciated this article today! Watched Liberation Day Celebrations this morning so a great fit! Thanks!!
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I brought the conversation to the town gardens where I had first met her father and which we had both enjoyed for so long. But now, Jan Koning was finished.
My son said bluntly, Can’t you do that yourself? (a teensy-weensy bit belligerent, second generation trademark.)
he was a stalwart man fierce eyes under bushy brows. here a foot there a foot as if the zeeland clay still stuck to his wooden clogs
The Lord bless you and keep you. The little boy peeked up at their pastor — Just for a moment! It was a sin if you opened your eyes while praying
Explore Middledom in the shade of its Tag Cloud. See what’s common and search for what’s not.
Almost every Canadian family has a dog or a cat. A quarter of supermarkets is used to display food for those pets. There is a very wide choice of all kinds of brands, because like humans, pets are very picky.
Liberation Day Commemoration
On the eightieth anniversary of the Liberation of the Netherlands, Harry van der Laan looks back with the eyes of a child.
This is the story of our van der Laan reunion worship service, the summer of 2023, in the now abandoned Vennekerk, the church where my parents came of age.
Good Friday
Herman de Jong’s prose story of “A Good Friday” has been with me for as long as he’s been gone — twenty-one years now. I wish I had known it before then, just as I wish I could have talked to him about it.
Good Friday
Good Friday morning. I climbed
the spiraling, creaking stairs
to the organ loft,
young and inexperienced,
I needed to practice
for the evening service.
She is small and sturdy. He, tall and lean. Looking at him, you’d know that they are over-65s. They’ve been shopping here for years.
This story, by Herman de Jong, about a social visit and the troubles it deals with is full of humour and grace.
A Story by Herman de Jong about a McMaster university student finding peace and love on the island of Terschelling — his (and Herman’s) ancestral home.
On the edge of our bathtub is a little green elephant. It has stood there since the children were small. My wife keeps it there to hide the soap behind it.
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I’ve committed to buckling down for a while to translate and reissue the collected works of Herman de Jong in an accessible format and adding in what family histories I have.
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