Jetty Leffring-Stouwer was born 82 years ago on the Albert Cuypstraat in a family of market vendors. Grandpa, grandma and her uncles stood behind the fish stall. With a Frisian accent she tells the story of her family. “One day my Frisian foster father came to the door. He was in the resistance and took me as a baby. My mother was left behind then, I don’t really know why. Not long after she was taken by the Germans. My whole family did not survive the war.”
She calls it a heroic act of her mother, who, together with seven other family members, are immortalized in stumbling stones in front of the door. “Certainly since I am a mother myself, I can hardly imagine how that should have been. Give your child away and only hope it will be fine. I have a lot of admiration for that,” she says.