My dear Betti, The first time I meet you it was in Finland. I was 10 years old and stay with my mother Stien in your home. It was a very good time to be with you. Fifty year later I meet you again but now in my house. You stay for one night. It was a wonderful evening full of memories. You told me a lot about the familie, your children and grandchildren. And you brought me photobook. A beautiful photobook. With pictures of my dad, your lovely brother, when he was a very young boy. But also pictures of you and you brother and sister Lou and Francisca. For me this book is a memorialbook,a memorial from you to me. Hans