Michiel

Yes, I came up with Erna, the lovely class-mate, girlfriend, daughter of our vicar. Then the others came to me, in the car, driving all day. Michiel was this friend, a shy, tender person. We made a trip on the "Zwarte Vlet", JC, SH, JV, Michiel and me. A very rough trip I may say, it lasted a week, we had a fire on board, got in very rough seas in the middle of the night near Terschelling, it was freezing cold and we sailed day and night and finaly got lost on the "Sneeker Meer" a lake near by Sneek where we sailed all summer. But in the middle of the night, in the fall, with our mast down so the electrical compas in the mast got totaly confused by the steel cabinroof, we only found reed-lands.
Michiel was shy and felt ashamed because he was nearsighted without his glasses. He hit a beacon and then confessed he needed his glasses.
A few weeks after his trip he hung himself in his room in Sneek. His sisters I knew also very well where totaly broken and everybody else wondered why.
I felt ashame because we made fun of him hitting the beacon and felt angry.