Polling station

I volunteered at a Rotterdam polling station, earning over €100 for 9 hours of work plus e-learning. Serving as deputy chair, they verified voting passes and IDs. Notably, they encountered an energetic 95-year-old voter. The station, in Ommoord, reflected the neighborhood's older demographic and diverse origins.

Peace and sun

After retirement, most family members continue to live where they lived during their working lives. But some decided to move afterwards. Sometimes close by and sometimes far away. Why? Piet (from Jo and Fokje) and Julie moved 10 years ago…

Trip to America

Ontdek de fascinerende reis van Gerrit en Rudy naar de familiereünie in r de Verenigde Staten! Van de vroege ochtend in Groningen tot de warme ontvangst in Michigan, deze verhalen zijn doordrenkt met familiebanden, nostalgie en onvergetelijke momenten. Geniet van de levendige beschrijvingen van reünies, Amerikaanse ontbijten en de prachtige natuur rondom Gun Lake. Laat je meevoeren door de anekdotes van de broertjes Schoonveld en de bijzondere ontmoetingen met familieleden. Dit is niet alleen een verhaal over emigratie, maar ook over de kracht van familie en de herinneringen die ons verbinden. Lees verder en beleef deze unieke ervaring!

Dogs

As I was playing with our dog Beke along the Boterdiep in Beijum in the early 80s, I was suddenly shouted at by a cyclist from the other side of the canal“Animal abuser!” I looked up, disturbed. It was Uncle…

Baking bread on a stick (baguettes) on Ameland

In the summer, the family went to Ameland, where they had unforgettable holidays in the Martha cottage and tents. Greetje remembers the sunny days on the beach, the treasure hunts and the endless queues at the campsite sanitary facilities. The nostalgia of the island brings back warm memories: the cozy atmosphere, the adventures with cousins ​​and the special moments with grandpa Willem. Discover how these holidays strengthened the family ties and anchored the magic of Ameland in their hearts forever. Read on for more stories and memories of the Schoonveld family!

25 years ago

Today marks 25 years since our father Johannes Schoonveld passed away. We still miss him often. We want to ask him things, we miss his support. Yesterday, when I visited Uncle Harke, he spoke several times about his older brother…

We came back

On a Saturday in the fall of 1966, when I was 8 years old, my father told me that we would be moving to America. The preparations were already underway, but the adventure truly began with our journey on the SS Statendam. From Rotterdam to New York, with stops in Le Havre and Southampton, it was a week filled with excitement and seasickness. Upon arriving in New York, with the Statue of Liberty in sight, my brothers and I were nervous and full of expectations. What awaited us in this new country? Discover our story of emigration, adaptation, and new experiences!