Willem Jans Doddema was born 20 May 1792 in Meeden, Groningen, Netherlands to the parents of Jan Geerts Doddema and Elke Berends van Oosten. Willem was christened on 3 Jun 1792 in Meeden, Groningen, Netherlands. He married Grietje Filippus Buurmeijer on 28 Nov 1813 in Zuidbroek, Groningen, Netherlands. He later died on 19 May 1856 in Zuidbroek, Groningen, Netherlands at the age of 63.
[singlepic id=88 w=320 h=240 float=left]At times it’s hard to get all the kids involved in an activity, so it’s a rare treat to see them all engaged in trying to clean the yard before winter. What made it even more special for the kids was their Grandpa Peterson (Kara’s dad) making a rare appearance and helping them out. If you notice in the images, my youngest daughters are probably getting the better end of the deal. Before anyone cries foul, all the kids were thanked, hugged and fed a fantastic barbeque that Kara prepared while they were working! Does it get any better than that? I don’t think so.
If memory serves, I remember being lucky to get a grilled cheese after spending all day raking leaves as a youth. I swear sometimes that yard must have been set aside as a national park!
I hope you enjoy the images!
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written by his son, Aaldrik Doddema
My father was born (17-8-1932) in Muntendam and died in Muntendam (20-3-2009).
He started as a truck driver ( age 18 ) in my grandfather’s grocery’s, later he became a truck driver
for a factory in school furniture for 6 years. After that he was a bus driver for 26 years.
He was a husband, father off 4 sons ( nickname The Daltons ) and grandfather.
He liked to watch soccer and speed skating, talked a lot about his youth and he liked shanty-songs.
After my brother died in 1999 he was never the same man anymore.
In September 2009 my parents would be married for 50 years but he didn’t make it!!
I’d like to thank Aaldrik for contacting me and sharing this tribute of a wonderful man, Hendrik Doddema.
This Tombstone Tuesday brings an unknown. Somebody (I wish I knew who) provided me with this photo of an urn. I’m having problems reading it. The only thing provided with the photo was “schoterhof”. Does that mean anything?
So genealogy detectives, the game is afoot. Who is this missing relative?
Update 8 May 2010:
Along with the help of Henk Doddema, we’ve been able to figure out that her name was “Gonnie” Doddema. She died in 2002 and was cremated. Her urn is kept at the Yarden Crematorium Schoterhof in Heerenveen, Friesland, Netherlands. She was married to an Oosterwerff but we have no further details. Gonnie appears to be a nickname; again nothing concrete.
Please keep us updated on the mystery of Gonnie Doddema.
Maria Doddema (McGinty) passed away on February 5, 2010. Her daughter, Holly McGinty Kling provides the eulogy below:
February 17, 2010
Current mood: crushed
I’m certainly going to miss you. I can’t believe you’re really gone. You’ll always live in my heart and I’ll always have the memories. I will always have you in my life, you will be right beside me, even if I can’t see you. I consider myself to be a lucky woman, as I had your love for 55 years. Some daughters aren’t that fortunate to have that love or to have their mothers as long as I did. What gives me comfort is that you passed away knowing how much your two grown daughters loved you. You knew how much your only granddaughter loved you and how proud you were of her with her aspirations of being a nurse anestheist. I’m glad that we were all by your side so you wouldn’t be scared. Damn this is so difficult to write when tears are blurring my vision.
For those of you who didn’t know my mom, let me tell you a little about her life. Continue reading