DON'T TALK ABOUT IT....

Ria Schmieder-Brouns
(letter to my father),


 

Dad,



Daniël (Daan) Brouns


There is something I have to tell you…
Do you remember years ago you gave me a suitcase full of things from the war and said "don't talk about it". Well, Dad, I did talk about it, but I will tell you how it happened…


It began on a beautiful Sunday afternoon when together with Nico and the kids I went on a lovely walk through the beautiful Leudal and decided to visit the museum. After looking at and admiring everything on the ground floor we went upstairs where, amongst other things, a lot of war memorabilia was on display. We both noticed that there was nothing like the material my father had given me long ago. But well… my father always said "don't talk about it" and for years I never did. That afternoon however, I decided to break that promise. I don't know why but it felt good…

At the reception there was a nice man to whom I told I had several things from an English plane that crashed in Heythuysen during the war, and asked if he could introduce me to the person who handled these affairs for the museum.He immediately became enthusiastic and told me to wait while he got Harrie Schuwirth, the person in charge, who was also in the museum at that time. One thing led to another: Harrie Schuwirth also became enthusiastic about the idea of obtaining missing information related to this event, and an appointment for a visit was made.

During this visit I received a lot of information about the aeroplane, its crew and the crash. I was told that it was not an English plane, as you always thought, but a plane from a New Zealand squadron with a partially English crew, and… what was maybe even more important… a flame was lit inside me which urged me to gather all information possible and I have been rather busy doing this for the last few years, because, this is how it all actually started:


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