Two Wheels To Nowhere

Rememberance Day:

What I remember, vicariously through my father’s and mother’s stories…

The many Canadian soldiers who liberated Nazi occupied Dutch towns like Schijndel (pictured above, just after liberation), where my Mom and Dad were living as young kids. Their two families spent three weeks holed up in a small cellar (14 people, several being toddlers/babies) in my Opa’s house while the bombs rained down. They were so happy to see their Canadian liberators marching down main street as the Nazi retreated.

Our families will never forget. Nor will the Netherlands. Thanks to the thousands of brave Canadians who served.

(PS – my Mom & Dad were 10 and 12 at the time. They married 16 years later, in Canada.)