My grandfather married a young 22-year-old “bokkie” at the ripe “old” age of 40. He was a legend and family and friends to this day speak of him as the walking angel. He was the most gentle, patient and soft-spoken person I knew. The complete opposite to my Grandmother, who wasn’t called the “Leeu” of“Leeurand” … Continue reading First Grunter: Part 1 →