REMEMBERING TON
As I sit here in the comfort of my own home, I am reflecting on some very sad news about the recent passing of one of my cousins, Ton Anderson. His last residence was in Schiedam, but I last spent time with him in Maasluis, in the province of South Holland in The Netherlands.
After typing that line, my mind flashed back to my time with him about a decade ago. The iconic image is my climbing twenty five stairs from street level to the platform leading to his front door. There he would be sitting in his favourite cozy chair, smoking, while observing the comings and goings of the people in his neighbourhood. He knew everyone and was kind to everyone. Always smiling and happy to engage. Everyone enjoyed interacting with him.
Ton loved Canada and visited us a few times. He praised Canadians to the hilt and yearned to spend as much time with his Canadianized relatives as possible. When we visited him, he always had a robust itinerary planned. He excitedly brought us to key locations like DeHook, a Rock n Roll Museum, and he arranged Motocross biking, bike rentals, and other excursions.
He truly was a lovely guy, a loving and caring person — and that is how I will remember him. He was enthusiastic and eager, appreciative and admirable but, in the end, his mental and physical health let him down — that is what is so very sad.
Rest in Peace Ton! You shine in the minds of all who loved you. Your spirit is now up in SkyWorld and I will feel it whenever I look up! 🙌
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