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Dutch and German Immigrants The Prins Family - Pier 21

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Aunt Nel stayed home to do all the sewing for the family. Her workspacewas the l<strong>and</strong>ing, with a skylight providing the light. Reading books orplaying the piano was done for relaxation but no games were played.Once she made a costume for one of her sisters. While that work wasnot done for a wage, the sister gave her a gift of a small cup <strong>and</strong> saucerwith the explanation that too much coffee wasn’t good for her healthanyway; that’s why the small cup. <strong>The</strong> cup <strong>and</strong> saucer disappeared onthe wastebasket. When she did sewing for her sisters or herself, Omathought that the clothing she made for herself was always fancier <strong>and</strong>had nicer finishing touches. When my dad, after his divorce, came homefrom a two- month voyage, she looked after all the clothing what had tobe mended.To get away from it all, she <strong>and</strong> her girlfriend had arranged as a pair togo to Engl<strong>and</strong> to see some more of the world. However, Oma refused togive her consent <strong>and</strong> Aunt Nel had to stay home. According to Aunt Nel,Oma was fairly strict <strong>and</strong> didn’t leave very much to decide for the girlswho were living at home. But Opa did his best <strong>and</strong> took her out toGerzon to buy clothes <strong>and</strong> finished with a meal at Krasnapolsky, therestaurant in Amsterdam.<strong>The</strong> arrangements of bedrooms was ususual <strong>and</strong> actually impractical asthe bedroom of Aunt Nel & Aunt Lena could be reached only through thebalcony bedroom, where my dad <strong>and</strong> I slept, or if my dad was at sea,Uncle Jack. One time when my dad was grumbling to Oma about thetraffic through the room, she said “ Well, you better get married again”,to which he answered, “I don’t want to sell myself for a small room”!When I came to stay, she thought I was a nice boy <strong>and</strong> not much trouble(still till this day)!After the yearly spring, house cleaning, the stove in the living room wasremoved till fall came. It didn’t matter how miserable the weatherbecame after the cleaning session. <strong>The</strong> house cleaning didn’t do muchfor the dog Limmie, as he crawled under the kitchen stove anyway! <strong>The</strong>mystery of his name was explained as follows: my dad, on one hisvoyages upon the freighter “Limburgia”, brought him home as a gift <strong>and</strong>he got the shortened name of the Limburgia.She met Uncle <strong>The</strong>o, serving in the army, at the house of her girlfriendJo <strong>Prins</strong>, where he visited once in a while. <strong>The</strong> first time I saw him wasright after the five war days in May 1940, when he came at the front doorto talk to Aunt Nel. He had small red eyes as he didn’t sleep for threedays <strong>and</strong> he didn’t come any father than the front hall. Most visitorsdidn’t either!

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