We lived at Proosdijweg 57....

The little house we lived in, still exists, but lots has changed over the years. Way back then, when entering the house you found yourself in a halfway. To the right was the living room and through this room you got to the huge kitchen. In the kitchen stood a white wooden table with wooden chairs. The kitchen had an earthen floor. No carpeting, no floor tiles. From the kitchen, stairs led you to the second floor. On that floor were two bedrooms. One for mom and dad and one for the girls. The boys slept in the attic, right under the shingles. In wintertime it was freezing cold! We had no blankets, so we covered ourselves with our coats, which we would wear again the next day. We never had any mattresses. We used straw bags to sleep on. After a while these would go all flat. So we'd visit farmer Crijns who lived opposite us and filled the straw bags with fresh straw for 15 cents. That way we'd enjoy them again for at least half a year and sleeping was a delight!

From a newspaper interview with Sjeng Stokbroekx about  'Being a kid in 1925'.