Geleen
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Lindenheuvel, once the open ‘Lutteraderheide’ west of Lutterade, saw its first homes built around 1918–1919 after the 1915 opening of Staatsmijn Maurits, which created a high demand for worker housing. In 1918–1919, the ‘Woningvereniging Geleen’ built 40 workers’ homes on Kampstraat, designed by architect Jan Stuyt (1868–1934). The neighborhood was first called ‘Kolonie Maurits’, soon…
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They weren’t numbers, they all had names—Children with dreams and lovers with flames,Mothers with lullabies soft on their lips,Fathers with hands roughened by gripsOn shovels, on hammers, on books worn with age,Each is bound to the world, each written on a page. They weren’t numbers; they all had lives,Some barely begun, some hardened by strife,Eyes…
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As many of you will know by now, I was born and raised in a small mining town in the southeast of the Netherlands. The town is named Geleen, but like so many other towns, Geleen is divided into several neighbourhoods. The neighbourhood where I grew up is called Lindenheuvel. In 1926, the Dutch government…
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By mid-September 1944, the Allies had made substantial progress in their liberation of Western Europe following the successful Normandy landings in June. Operation Market Garden, launched on September 17, was a large-scale Allied offensive aimed at quickly advancing through the Netherlands, securing key bridges, and eventually entering Germany to end the war sooner. This operation…
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Luise Löwenfels (was a German nun of Jewish descent who is remembered for her courage and faith during the Nazi era. Her story is one of personal sacrifice, spiritual conviction, and tragic martyrdom. She was born on July 5, 1915, in Eschweiler, Germany, into a Jewish family. Her parents, both of Jewish heritage, raised her…
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Three decades danced in sun and rain,Through joy and sorrow, loss and gain.With every year, our roots grew deep,In memories that time will keep. From whispered dreams to laughter loud,We’ve walked this path so strong, so proud.A love that’s weathered all and more—Still holding hands, like days before. So here’s to us, our bond, our…
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Maastricht is one of the most beautiful cities in the Netherlands. It’s in the southeast of the country in the Province of Limburg. It is very dear to me. I was born only a few miles away from it, but it is the city where my father was born. A few years after the war,…
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I can never understand people who are ashamed or embarrassed of where they are from or where they were born. You should always be proud of your roots. Even if you live somewhere else you should never lose your pride of your birth place. It is perfectly possible to be proud of the place you…
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The photograph above might appear strange for a Holocaust story, but I posted it for a good reason. It is a chemical plant called DSM. At the edge on the top of the photo, you can see a few apartment blocks where I grew up, in the town of Geleen in the Netherlands. The DSM…
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I always get frustrated when people try to excuse the actions of thugs and criminals by blaming their difficult childhoods or lack of places to play. These photos are from a petrochemical plant in Geleen, the Netherlands. When I was growing up, it was known as DSM (Dutch State Mines), even after the actual mines…
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