Happy Birthday to my Dad..85 well lived years.

Dear Dad,

What I do not have here is the middle years...the Start in Sumatra, through the Japanese camps in WWII to the reconstruction years in Holland, the meeting of Mom in France, to the start of the great adventure in Papua. I don't have the years where I got to know you...the years when you parented us in transitions; the years in Holland, in Pennsylvania, in Tennessee, then back to Papua.  The years of loss and heartache are also missing in these pictures as well as the years of growth and new discoveries as you and Elfrieda made a new life.What is true about all these pictures though, is that in your 85 years  you have a life well lived, a life so loved.

Heidi