Photo found in one of Tante Riet’s albums / From left to right: my grandfather (who I never met, he died when my mom was 22; Tante Bep, who moved to Illinois to raise my mother and her brothers in my grandmother’s absence, Oncle Ton (to whom Riet was married) and Oncle Herman (who owned and ran the bike shop beneath the house they were all born in until, I believe, he died)
