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  • Each One Has a Wilderness of Its Own

    Each One Has a Wilderness of Its Own Paul Alexander Wolf Introduction Today, I invite you to pause and reflect on wilderness – those unseen spaces within us and around us where grief and survival intertwine, and where the faint whisper of hope often lingers just beneath the surface. These moments can feel hollow and… Keep reading →

  • Fukushima: why is vital technology arriving so late?

    Obviously it was a good thing to see a roaring Antonov N-124 cargo plane from Russia flying into Atlanta airport this week, picking up a specially designed 86180 kg concrete pump, retrofitted and mounted on a 26-wheel truck to pour water on the crippled Japanese nuclear power plant.This Putzmeister made pump in Wisconsin is able to shoot water…

  • Further memories

    Many things happened. My mum and dad met during the 2nd world war and whilst my dad was actively involved as one of the leaders of the “Flying Brigade” resistance group, my mum was dedicated to her role as a “courier” for this group. Many messages and documents went as such from one group to the other.…

  • From Pol Pot to Darfur

    – On the 25th of April each year, Australians  commemorate ANZAC day, the landing of Australian and New Zealand Troops at Gallipoli in 1915. The spirit of this day – as suggested by the official war historian C.E.W Bean – both stand and stood for “reckless velour in a good cause, for enterprise, resourcefulness, fidelity, comradeship…

  • Granddad and grandma Wolf (Rostock -Mecklenburg roots)

      My family roots is a story on its own, more detailed than being described below: Granddad (Louis Gustaaf Wolf) was born in Klundert ( the Netherlands) on the 15th of February 1865 and married grandma (Louise Ploos van Amstel) on the 3rd of May 1899. She was born in Reitsum on the 16th of July 1877  and was the daughter of…

  • For those who are left behind…

    My dad’s story is like many untold stories anywhere in  the world. It includes my mum as well, as she was involved as well. This story in which they revealed something special to me,  is what I value so much in them long after they have gone. It happened at one particular stage in their lives.…

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