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This is mostly
based on what my grandfather told me; so I hope it does not
mislead or confuse you.
As you will read later in one of my chapters, you will
learn that my grandfather followed our heritage and genealogy
(family tree) right back until the 1400’s.
And now a large percentage of my grandfather’s genealogy
cards have been stolen and due to my cancer, my memory alone
cannot complete this history.
Now I shall start by generalizing my mother’s heritage. Her father grew up by moving from orphanage to orphanage. The reason was because most his family was killed in the second Boer War (South African Dutch vs British) and most died in the British concentration camps. More than a million people died during this war, the Dutch, the Zulu’s, the British, the Canadians and Australians that fought for the Empire. He also did not live long. He had married a British woman. Who had many problems after losing her Dutch husband and relying on Dutch relatives after the Boer War.
On my father’s side, his mother was a descendant of Gerrit Maritz, one of the greatest Dutch explorers that survived the Zulu onslaught brought on by Dingaan (the brother and the murderer of Shaka Zulu himself).
One
of the smaller cities (Pietermaritzburg) contains his name in
remembrance of what he did.
And guess what, he died young.
All the men in my family seemed to have been condemned to
early death, my grandfather (on my father’s side) was one
exception but he lost both his sons and his father at an early
age. My
grandfather’s father carried the surname of the great German
Family that rescued the stale mate of the invasion of
My grandfather’s descendants left this town (Stutterheim) to
join the Dutch in their fight against |