History

  • The Shamefvll ende of Bishop John Atherton. or in modern day English, the shameful end of Bishop John Atherton is probably a good example of”Be careful what you wish for because you may just get it” John Atherton  was the Anglican Bishop of Waterford and Lismore in the Church of Ireland. But prior to that…

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  • The picture above is a baby picture of Milda Sykora. A brilliant scientist and researcher. At a young age she had set herself the task to find out what triggered the unset of Rheumatoid Arthritis. She had seen several people in her family suffer what the disease for which there is no cure. Tirelessly she…

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  • This most be one of the most intriguing WWII stories,not is it only one of those rare positive WWII stories it also ties in to WWI and the effects of it still apply today. We have no name for this hero, all we know him as is J.D. .  We know of J.D is that…

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  • Below is a part of the testimony of Hans Friedrich a member of of the 1st SS Infantry Brigade. His words are shocking. “Try to imagine there is a ditch, with people on one side, and behind them soldiers. That was us and we were shooting. And those who were hit fell down into the…

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  • We will never see you smile again Your life ended before my life began We will never hear you sing again. Your were 7 when you took your last breath. Not because you were ill. No the opposite was true you were full of life and energy. It was evil men and women who wanted…

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  • Emmi G.

    This is a picture of Emmi G,a victim of the T4  euthanasia program. Killed because she was ‘different’. What makes her story even sadder is the fact that we don’t even know her full name. All we know is that she was 16 when she was killed with an overdose of tranquilizers on December 7,…

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  • Een Gele Ster.

    Ik draag een gele ster. Waarom? Kenden zij mij dan van te voren niet? De kinderen bij mij in de buurt hebben geen gele ster. Ben ik anders? En als dat zo is, hoe ben ik dan anders? Ik adem de zelfde lucht, ik lees dezelfde boeken en speel met hetzelfde speelgoed. Ik zie hetzelfde…

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  • Geleen Capital of Rock.

    The name Geleen will mean little to most, but it is where I was born and raised.A small industrial city in the province of Limburg, the south east of the Netherlands. Just because I don’t live there anymore doesn’t mean I am not proud to be from there or that I don’t love it anymore,…

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  • A single rail track.

    I took the picture above this morning at about 11:00 am . It is a rail track just around the corner of my home. When I looked at that rail track this morning several thoughts came to mind. Firstly I thought how the railways made such a big change in the lives of ordinary citizens.…

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  • My weapon- A plastic doll.

    This doll belonged to a 7 year old Belgian girl her name was Aline Klajn. I could say 2 things about Aline. I could say she was from Polish parents and I could also say she was Jewish. But none of that warranted her death, but yet it did. She was killed because she was…

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