I am at an age where the future is a repeat of the present. And the past is gaining in importance. So many perspectives, and so much that is distorted by memory.
For example, all my life I have been haunted by a car accident that killed a girl. I see her face before me. I regret that I did not die in her place. I imagined her future life. How she one day, picks up her child from a stroller and, in full sunlight, showed it to the world.
The sadness is true ( I have felt that all my life, with every accidental death of a girl), but is the story true? Time to investigate. It must have happened , during my primary school days, when I was about ten years old. So I did some research in newspapers, for reports of traffic accidents in my hometown, in the 1960s.
On my first search I found this :
[ The English translation reads :
Five year
old child under car
KAATSHEUVEL,
July 12 - Five-year-old Jeanette de Jong was hit by a car and died as a result
of the injuries she sustained. The child was on her way to do some shopping and
suddenly crossed the road.
De Tijd,
July 12, 1968 ]
Still, The brevity of the message did put me off my guard.
I talked with my oldest brother about my findings. He couldn’t recall the accident or the girl’s name. He remembered a traumatic event in his youth. This was about a girl, living in our street. This accident had a tremendous impact on him. It is possible that he told me about it, and shared his grief, when I was older. I was two at the time, so could not have known about it.
There’s a
newspaper article on the accident :
[ The English
translation reads :
Girl (7)
from Kaatsheuvel dies after collision
KAATSHEUVEL, April 5 - Tuesday afternoon at about a
quarter past five, the seven-year-old girl Groenendaal, living in the
Leliestraat in Kaatsheuvel, suddenly ran across the road while playing and was
hit by a BBA bus. She died that evening from the injuries she sustained. The
girl was running after a ball that rolled onto the Dongenseweg and was caught
by a passing BBA bus that was not carrying passengers. The child was dragged
along for several metres and suffered serious internal bruising and bleeding. She
was immediately taken to the Sint Nicolaas Hospital in Waalwijk, where she died
in the course of the evening.
Nieuwsblad van het Zuiden, April 6, 1960 ]
The report bears witness to the same fatal childish inattention as the accident of Jeanette de Jong.
I see the
face of the girl in front of me. Did I
know her before the accident? Did I play
with her? I don't remember. Did she live in my street, in my neighbourhood?
I think the
accident took place on the Hilsestraat. Search
with the keyword Hilsestraat produces no results. At the time this street was at the border of my home
village. In my early youth there were meadows beyond this street.
In the
1970s, several new construction projects were started on that site.
After some
concentration, a second sensation came over me. I remembered a feeling of anxiety when I passed a house in the Erasstraat.
I searched
for Erasstraat. And found this newspaper
article:
[ The English translation reads like this :
Woman run
over in Kaatsheuvel
In the
night of Sunday to Monday, the National Police found the body of an initially
unknown woman in Kaatsheuvel. The body was found in the Erasstraat near the
former football field. Further
investigation led to the identification of the body; it was Mrs. A. J. van Wanrooy- de Vries, living in
Erasstraat 51. She had left the house to buy food in the nearby chips shop. On her way back she was run over
by a car, coming from behind her, and she
was dragged along for some twenty metres. The driver of the car drove on. The
police immediately started an investigation. Today an autopsy will be performed
on the corpse in Tilburg. Mrs van Wanrooy was the mother of two children.
Nieuwe
Tilburgsche Courant, February 3, 1964 ]
I have not
been able to find any information about the continuation of the police
investigation. For example, whether the driver of the car voluntarily reported
to the police or whether he was arrested after further investigation.
My girl was
one of the children of Mrs van Wanrooy.
She was in the same nursery school as me.
What did
the girl look like? I happened to stumble on a newspaper article about
a recovered prayer card from
1964. The card remembered the passing of
Ria Doggen from Esch. One week before
her fifth birthday, she died in a
traffic accident. The girl is see before me looks a lot like Ria.
In memory of all the deceased discussed in this post.
And for the bereaved who are still mourning the tragic loss of their loved one.
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