Tag: religion
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Dutch DNA
Read More: Dutch DNAWhy The Dutch Genetic Origins is So Mysterious Dutch DNA Mystery Exposed
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In Search of the New Amsterdam
Read More: In Search of the New AmsterdamMost everybody knows vaguely that the Big Apple was once a New Amsterdam within a New Netherland. But that Dutch claim, officially, lasted only forty years (1624 – 1664) before the fledgling city lost its name, morphed into New York and exploded with growth.
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Sunday Morning
Read More: Sunday Morningsit still! how could i have sat still when all the colours of the rainbow quite unexpectedly began to wiggle through the church?
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Johan
Read More: Johanlast night who pops up in my head? johan slender little johan i wish we had grown up together
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Father Feito
Read More: Father FeitoIt is indisputable that I have north Netherlands Catholic roots. I can trace many family lines back to the sixteenth century (almost all in the same neck of the woods), and thus, by extrapolation, to undocumented ancestors in the fifteenth century. It’s safe to say then that my people, and their culture, were largely Reformed…
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Religion and Faith
Read More: Religion and FaithOne can talk about religion in generalities and about churches being staunchly Reformed and very orthodox, but what was my personal experience as a child? I can’t remember that my mother often told Bible stories, but she must have done so. At table Dad read from Anne De Vries’ Bible Story Book and when I…
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Immigrants – The First Two Years
Read More: Immigrants – The First Two YearsThe train ride to Toronto was a two-day affair, at first interesting, then tedious, as we had little priority and were sidetracked for scheduled passenger- and freight trains many times. We did get a feeling for Canada’s extent and for the distance we were putting between us and Holland, between me and my girl. In…
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Searching
Read More: SearchingSearching for a farm, searching for a future If we were without a care, our parents were not. Seven years go by quickly when you have no prospects at their end. From 1950 onwards our next farm became the most frequent topic of dinner table conversation. It seemed that for Dad farming was very rewarding…
