Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Nijmegen and Groesbeek, Nederlands

A gorgeous day of old flour mills, pastoral hills and farmland surrounding 2 charming cities full of friendly people.

Hard to visualize this peaceful area on the Netherlands / German border as being in the center of WW2. Brothers and cousins pitted against each other across neighboring fields.

My girlfriend's mother was a child at the time, and hid in a cellar dug under the large tree below with her family while heavy battle raged above and around them.

We visited a war memorial of fallen Canadian soldiers, the air heavy with history.

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  1. Geezzz Beverly thank you so much for posting out my families history. It was so much fun exploring my home fields with you.
    Hugs Dagmar

  2. This is amazing. Thank you as well for showing such beauty.

  3. It is amazing, I just had a look at your blog to keep up to date on your travels and there they are, pictures of my birth country and the place my mother grew up in WW2. I migrated two decades ago to a country with different history and colours but suddenly I long for the light and style and history of Holland, Belgium and Germany. I might have to bead that one day, but how does one beadsoup memories and culture?