My father was active in the resistance movement. However, he was betrayed in 1944 by a bad Dutch person.
This event has had a huge effect on my life.
Despite the good upbringing I received from my mother, I am convinced that my life would have been completely different if I had known my father.
What has always disturbed me is that the traitor, who was such a vehement Nazi supporter that he fought on the eastern front and lost an arm and a leg there, was never punished for his betrayal.
In a legal case that my mother took against this traitor after the war, the judge deemed that he had already been punished enough through his physical difficulties.
As far as I am concerned, he should not have been allowed to live longer. Luckily he is dead now.
My mother always told me that my father was a loving and very honourable man. That and a few photographs are my only memories of him.
Joop van der Star