Daniel van IJssel, born in The Hague on 22 October 1915, married Elisabeth van der Kleij. They had one son, my father Hubertus (Bert) van IJssel. Strange to admit, but I am proud when I look at the certificate I received bearing the name Daniel van IJssel, Holocaust Memorial of Names. Proud of my second name, which will always live on and may never be forgotten.
From January 1943 on my grandfather Daniel van IJssel had to work in Auschwitz. I will never know his story or find out about his terrible hardship. On 31 January 1944 he was not spared. He must have been a remarkably strong person in body and mind. In my life I try never to give up but to proudly fight for who I am. That is rather difficult, but I only have to think about grandpa Daniel to gain a little strength. He lives on in my thoughts, and will also do so soon in the Path of Light.
Ellen van IJssel, 44