@wwwiebe My grandfather died as I was young and was seldom at home. He was in the army and stayed after he survived the Japanese concentration camp. I always liked my granny. She cared and who knows too because I didn't like the other one and I am named after her.

She told me a lot, was more like a mother to me but never told about what happened in the camp or her life before she came to the Netherlands.

As I went to the graveyard to see her it was mainly my grandfather who seemed to speak to me. I still find that weird.

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