Today I chose the name of my uncle, Isaac de Jong, born on 20 March 1908 in Nijmegen. The reason why I chose him rather than the others in my family who didn’t survive the war is as follows.
He was a deaf-and-dumb child who went to school in Amsterdam and Groningen. Just imagine how much more difficult it was for people like him to witness what was happening all around him.
Martha de Jong