Dorothy J. Peeters

Dorothy was my Dad Harry's cousin. As a child I visited her parents, Uncle Henry and Aunt Truus with my Dad. Truus was such a friendly and outgoing person that we always wound up staying a lot longer there than any other places on our list of places to stop buy. Since Dorothy, Hank Jr, and Leona were roughly 15 years older than I, I never got to know them, but I do recall my parents speaking of them from time to time.
In later life, while visiting relatives in Holland, we learned from...