John’s Positive Pipe Organ

My father grew up in the Netherlands, and as a young boy was impressed by the pipe organ he heard in church. That impression never left him. Organs became his hobby, and my childhood was full of organ music. I remember Dad reading the Diapason magazine, studying it, really, as my brothers played with Lego … Continue reading John’s Positive Pipe Organ

Tissues & Tears

My father-in-law is in the hospital. He has multiple medical concerns, perhaps the greatest being the state of his lungs after a lifetime of cigarettes. But the most disconcerting thing is his dementia and decay of mind. A dedicated farmer, "Opa"¬† began his life in Friesland (northern Netherlands). He has always claimed that he started … Continue reading Tissues & Tears

Eating Stale Cookies and Other Fun

From the outside, my childhood may appear to have been quiet, boring even. Born to Dutch immigrant parents, I went to church every Sunday (sometimes twice), and often during the week for other programs¬† or events. The Calvinistic work ethic was alive and well in our home, and money was handled frugally. But that doesn't … Continue reading Eating Stale Cookies and Other Fun

Crocheting Dutch Doilies

Crocheting with my grandmother, "Oma" in the winter is a warm memory from my first year of marriage. I had moved far away from friends to be with my husband, and was admittedly a little lonely (although I am not sure I admitted it at the time). It just so happened that my widowed grandmother … Continue reading Crocheting Dutch Doilies