Sunday, May 11, 1986

Lieve Maaike — Dear Maaike

Groetjes van Saartje en Spooky de buurpoezen die bij ons zijn... nog niks!
Schat van me

Greetings from Saartje and Spooky, the neighbor kitties who are with us... nothing yet!

Sunday evening 8 PM.

Dear Maaike,
I don't know why, but now that I'm sitting here writing, the notes from the drawer keep popping up in my mind. That is how our romance started at the training college. I would slip a little note in the locked, top drawer which had a slit for doing so. Then I put a pencil across Pieter's desk—indicating he had mail! As I arrived half an hour early, this gave me a good time frame for doing so.
Perhaps your sweet note from yesterday also contributed to this. That note really did something to me, to get someone to say that she loves you very much.
Of course I've known that for some time, but I'm not used to something like that being confessed so spontaneously. I also found the note in the drawer and I thought that was sweet too, including Bram. Of course I miss you, but I still think it has its good sides to be separated for a few weeks; then it's not all so self–evident, then you know how to appreciate it even better. Glad you traveled so well, actually still a miracle that I drop you off on Friday evening and that you get another phone call the next day that my girl is safe and sound in Horst, The Netherlands.
By the way, I waited at the exit from the I–285 to the I–75 until the stately blue Jumbo came over. I saw the tail taxiing to the runway on the road (at 20:10) and then I thought; I can also wait until take-off. Because of the wind direction, everything went up in the air where they normally (usually) land. In my mind's eye, I saw you sitting in a row in a chair somewhere. That did affect me quite a bit! Now I'm writing with Brahms and Dvorak in the background. Worked hard yesterday and today. Yesterday morning I first completely did hoe the garden; nice and early, then it's still chilly. Then I turned the sprinklers on and started on the garage door. I had primed the inside of the glass openings first, and then I cut the panes, with a small special device, a kind of scratch knife ($4.50).
This went fine, it's a lot of hard work to get that stuff through (in the right place at least, I couldn't afford a break because I only had just enough. I put them in with a thin layer of white sealant and then the pre–painted slats over it. Then I repainted everything around the windows. When I went to get paint, the representative from Pittsburg Paint was just at W. Supply. He heard that I was discussing with John what color I want to take. He then went with me to look at our house and he thought that there was only one good combination for our house, namely. Colonial white with green. He advised me to do the garage door with that, then you could judge it on a larger level and if you like that color we can buy the rest, the number is registered. I'll try to get the door painted, at least the glass is neatly in there.
 It was disappointing for the cats, they jump against it a few times. I put the box on Kay's freezer and gave the pillow away with the garbage. Today I made the slats against it inside and also primed it. When I got to the church at 9:50 this morning, neatly dressed with cans and Sister Support, Mass had just ended; Apparently, the starting time had changed. No one noticed anything, I said I forgot to take the cans out of the car... The intention was there anyway. Then I first went to school, preparing the slides etc. for tomorrow. I had the paint off my fingers just in time to play tennis. Everybody asked where is Mariet. Father John knew exactly this morning, so he has a good memory. It was hot to play tennis, I lost my fluids today. (By the way, I'm now replenishing it, I had found a large bottle of apple juice, it's going to go empty, you can bet on that, belly or no belly.
It is now almost 21:00 and still 21°C.  In a moment the North and the South starts, I wanted to sit down for that. Darling from me, send warm greetings to everyone, lots of love to you and have a good time and I also love you so much that I didn't go to the moon with you but to America, and I have never regretted that. Goodbye sweetheart, your Pieter

Kitties that ADOPTED US link to post about Saartjes kittens born 3 days after Pieter posted his letter...

Friday, May 9, 1986

Liefste Pieter - Liefste Lieverd...Dearest Pieter - Dearest Sweetheart...

Kennelijk deze ergens neergelegd... op kussen of zo?

Dublin, May 9, 1986

Dearest Pieter,

Just a few goodbye scribbles for you.
Before my hair is dry... (I think my soul will stay wet for two weeks!).
It's pretty cruel to leave behind something so sweet.
The tears are rolling.
I love you so much, I can't miss you.
If you go for Campbell, I'm more accepting of that, but now it's like the family is more important than you.
That's not the case. Even if I had to go to the moon with you, I wouldn't miss a thing if only we were together.
Don't be lonely rascal!
Just enjoy our garden for me...
Eat all the blackberries, strawberries and radishes. 
I'm home too, only I can't touch and hug you.
See you soon!
Lots of love from your Maaike

Apparently this one was put down somewhere... on the pillow or something?
Dublin, 9 May 23:00
Dearest sweetheart,
Let's hear something, via a detour! Uncle Bo took care of that... So it's good to have some family here!
How was your first lonely weekend? Slept well? 
And what was the North & South like?
Does Saartje already have kittens?
Hopefully you won't die of hunger!
Is the group of the course fun?
Are you thinking about the garbage on Mondays and Thursdays?
Stupid to write ahead, but I know you're always happy with a scribble. As long as I can, I will always do so! You know my soul is dried onto this ink...
To take it with me is of no use to me, I'd rather leave it home with you. 
Hopefully the fuchsias inside won't die.
Well rascal, I don't know anything more.  In a few days you will receive real mail again!
Will you last that long?
Lots of love from your own little wifey!
A big kiss and see you soon.
All the best for my greatest treasure. I'm always with you, no matter what. Listen...
May 10, 1986 my arrival at brother Harry's after he'd picked me up at Schiphol Airport...



Friday, July 6, 1984

Letter from Diocese of Roermond, Limburg in The Netherlands

 Letter from Diocese Roermond
Roermond, 6 July, 1984

Dear Mr. Vedder,
Further to my letter of 8 June last, I can inform you that your former wife has not appealed against our judgment of 4 June 1984. 
This means that you are now once again free to enter into a church marriage.
To do so, you can go to the pastor in question in the normal way.
However, you must state your first marriage as well as this declaration of invalidity. 
You can submit this letter as evidence. 
My best wishes for your future also on behalf of my colleagues. 
Sincerely and kindest regards,

Drs. H.H. Notermans, vice-official

Friday, June 8, 1984

Letter from Diocese of Roermond, Limburg in The Netherlands

  Letter from Diocese Roermond
Roermond, 8 juni 1984
Dear Madam,
I am pleased to be able to inform you that the matrimonial proceedings which you initiated at the time have been brought to an end, and that they have come to an end for the better.
This means that the ecclesiastical court, after examining all the data, has come to the conclusion that your marriage to Mr. Franciscus J. van Maris was not a valid marriage.
This judgment is dated June 4, 1984.
Of course, this also means that you are now free to enter into a church marriage again. To do so, you can bring forward the application to the parish priest in the ordinary way. However, you must state your first marriage as well as this declaration of invalidity.
You can submit this letter as evidence.
My best wishes for your future, also on behalf of my colleagues.
Sincerely and kindest regards,

Drs. H.H. Notermans, vice-official

Thursday, November 10, 1983

Extract of the Register of Marriage

 On November 8 we flew from Atlanta, Georgia/USA back to Amsterdam/The Netherlands for our civil wedding on November 10 at my hometown of Horst
KINGDOM OF THE NETHERLANDS
Extract of the Register of Marriage
Extract from the registers of civil status Pieter
Extract from the registers of civil status Mariette
Marriage License

Monday, October 10, 1983

Gemeente Duiven Notification of Registration of Judgment

 Both of us immigrated to the USA from The Netherlands on August 29, 1983
The divorce got finalized on May 3, 1983 but Pieter's ex with whom he lived as brother and sister for 28 years, refused to sign any papers...
So we could NOT marry before we immigrated...
To: Master J.A. Boekelman in Venray, The Netherlands (Pieter's lawyer).
Notification of registration of judgment.

I hereby inform you that on 10 October 1983 the judgment of the District Court of Roermond for divorce was entered in the registers of civil status of that municipality in respect of P.J.C. Vedder: D.E.T. Jeurissen

Respectfully 
The civil registrar of Duiven
Married on July 16, 1955 and annulment from October 10, 1983

So, now we could finally make arrangements for our marriage and also start applying for the green card as we had to put this on hold...
We flew back from Atlanta to Amsterdam on November 8, 1983 for our Civil Wedding in my hometown.


Friday, April 15, 1983

DISTRICT COURT OF ROERMOND

 On April 15, 1983 Pieter got summoned to appear before court on May 3, 1983 and that is the day that their divorce got realized.
Roermond, 15 april 1983
Following the application for divorce or, in the alternative, legal separation, the Arrondissementsrechtbank te Roermond ordered that the parties appear in person, accompanied, if they wish, by their attorneys, at the hearing in camera on 3 May 1983 at 11.10 a.m.
I summon you to appear at the hearing of the District Court of Roermond, in the courthouse of Roermond, on the day and time mentioned, in order to be heard. 
The Registrar