Today my post should be titled, "Not my father or my grandfather." Today my brothers and their offspring will Facebook about my dad, so I am going to blog about my hub's two grand-papas.
The photo above was taken at my Dutch in-laws' wedding in December 1942. My hub's two grandfathers are the two gentlemen in the foreground. The fellow nearest the post of the staircase and in the front is his maternal grandfather who was killed in the Hengelo,The Netherlands (1944) bombing by the Allies. The bespeckled guy standing behind him is his paternal grandfather who later lived with my hub's family until his death in 1957.
Both grand-papas were "dealers." One dealt in fruit and vegetables, and the other in meat products.
Both passed away after becoming widowers when their wives died in their early 60's.
Both gentlemen were loved and respected by their families and friends.
Neither had any idea that one day an American woman would be recognizing them as our son's Dutch foreFATHERS.