Countdown to sunday

“I can hardly wait,” Lia e-mails me. Just a few days before we’ll see her and Coby again! Right there, on that same spot where they had to leave us 39 years ago after a long trip from Indonesia. At Schiphol (the airport). That’s where our reunion will take place. Initially, our intention was for Victor and I to visit our guardian angels in Bergen op Zoom, where Lia and Coby still live after all these years. But Google Maps laughed at us: yes, for me it would only be a 1,5 hour drive. But –…

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The reunion

What made our reunion somewhat uncomfortable was the camera crew from RTV Noord that was practically on top of me when I got out of the car. I believe a director would call it ‘filming at an appropriate distance’.(Makes me curious what shooting at an inappropriate distance looks like. But that aside.) The attention our story is getting in the media is insane. Journalists from the AD and the Dagblad van het Noorden visited us this afternoon. Is always a surprise how a story ends up in black and white. Which statements are…

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The birth of Indowees

A lot had happened since my call on Facebook. If there’s anything I could determine, it was that so many people sympathized with me. Thousands. I got new friend requests from people who wanted to follow my quest. They literally asked me to tell more about my story. My search began last November when I first contacted the My Roots Foundation. And actually even far before that. All my life I’ve been searching for ‘family’. Long before I started an actual search, in a way I was searching. As a child I was trying to find…

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And the press…

Besides BN De Stem other media are interested in our story also. The Dagblad van het Noorden (literal translation: daily of the north) wants to interview Victor, seeing he lives in the provence of Groningen (=in the north of the Netherlands). AD wants to write a story shedding a light on several sides of our story. I like that idea most. And RTV Noord is planning on filming our reunion. They’re going to report live when Victor and I meet again after 39 years. As it looks now, our reunion weekend in Groningen will be buzzing.

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Famous in Bergen op Zoom

Yes, we are in the newspaper! In the Saturday edition of BN De Stem (a regional newspaper in the south of the Netherlands). Following my Facebook call journalist Florence Imandt sent me a message earlier. The Brabant newspaper was interested in our story. She wanted to write an article about it, seen through the eyes of Lia and Coby since they live in Bergen op Zoom, the region Florence writes for. Lia and Coby (who are still totally overwhelmed by all the attention they’ve gotten in the past week) both reacted enthusiastically. The interview took…

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On the calender

Hooray, we’ve set a date! Soon, Victor and I will meet (again). Victor invited me and my family to stay to come over. He, his girlfriend and their two children live in the north of the Netherlands. That means a two hour drive. With the (sort of) daily schedule of our twins it will therefor be a little challenging to determine at what time we will meet. But they’ve already thought of that. “You can sleep here.” The unmistakable hospitality with which it is offered, makes me feel sincerely welcome. It also feels like we have…

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Victor found after 39 years!

I am completely overwhelmed. Speechless. And hyper. Today I made an appeal, which was shared massively on Facebook (the counter is currently at 6734 and still counting). And I can now inform you that it has worked … VICTOR HAS BEEN FOUND!!! We have just met on Skype. And oh how special this is. We can’t stop talking. Tears in my eyes as I’m writing this. Victor and I are also planning on visiting the two ladies that brought us to Holland – Lia Maas and Coby Tack – because THEY HAVE BEEN TRACED ALSO. Tomorrow I’m going to call both…

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Facebook: letter to Victor

Hi Victor, You don’t know me. And in fact, I don’t know you either. Yet we have already gone through so much together. Look at this picture, that’s us (you I have circled in red). Schiphol Airport, Wednesday, August 24th, 1977: you and I have just landed after a long flight. Our mothers, our culture, our homeland Indonesia, we have left them all behind. At least we have each other. And two Dutch tourists who happened to be in Indonesia on their holiday, Miss Lia Maas and Miss Tack. One day they just got two babies…

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