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My Voyage on the Sibajak!
By the Author of ssMaritime.com
Please Note: Photographs of the MS Sibajak pages are mostly from the author’s personal collection, unless otherwise stated!
I wish to thank
However, I wish to thankmaritimedigitaal.nl for their kind cooperation of their excellent interior & other photographs
Although I was raised in the great harbour city of Rotterdam and saw the many great liners there in my younger years, I recall that my mother and I returned to Amsterdam during the winter of 1956/57 from France having been away for years living in various European countries for a year here and a year there, including Germany, Switzerland, Austria and France!
But finally we were home again, but this time
she chose to live in
However, 1n 1957 I remember one very special day when I was watching the MS Sibajak, which was making ready to depart. All her passengers had boarded and the gangplanks had just been lowered. From what I could see, she must have had at least 800 passengers aboard, yet most looked rather sad as did the masses of their families ashore who stood there waving and crying at the same, whilst holding onto their many colourful streamers, not wanting them to break, for these streamers would be their very last contact for a very long time, or possibly forever!
Cheers were shouted, but as the tears flowed and the ship slowly pulled away from her berth and departed for far away lands on the other side of the earth. Strangely enough, I felt within me some sort of delight amongst all that sadness, for I dreamed that “one day I would be standing at that railing high above.” and guess what, I did and I was delighted and not sad at all!
Then in January 1958 my mother suddenly told
me that we would be going to
A few days later my mother gave me two brochures and the option of choosing the ship to sail on. One rather slim line brochure was very colourful and it was about the Netherland Lines more modern looking (for the day) MS Johan van Oldenbarnevelt (JVO), which I had seen and did sail in 1962. The other brochure was of the ship I had dreamed about, the MS Sibajak, thus obviously choose her. First because of that very special and exciting day I stood watching her departure, which had such an effect on me, for she looked so grand that day! In addition I felt that she was by far a more stately liner, possibly because of her more traditional two masts and her tall black funnel. Thus almost on the spot I decided that she was going to be the ship for me and I would be standing up there at that very railing I had dreamed about long before my mother decided she wanted to travel and take me all over Europe! I am sorry, but for a child it was not all fun, far from it, for I never knew where home would be as a child for we moved to different cities, towns and countries almost annually, even when we lived in Holland mother moved almost every year as well as her travels to other lands. But now it would be all the way to the other side to the earth, mother’s horizons had stretched as far as was possible!
These are the covers of the two brochures I received early in 1958 from my mother
The voyage would be my first encounter of being actually on a large passenger liner and of course on a very long voyage to a strange and a new county! But, there was no doubt from what I had already seen she was very much like a large floating city that offered everything I could ever dream about. Amazingly, I had been on board a number of other ships, but never managed to get on board the Sibajak, possibly she was being spared just for this moment?
Finally the big day had come, as my mother had
made all her arrangement once again in
We had priority boarding being full fare passengers, thus after we arrived it did not take very long to get through the formalities and before we knew it we were up the gangplank and onboard the Sibajak. I recall the delicate smell of freshly baked bread, which was very welcoming, mother was escorted to her luxury cabin topside and I was shown to my more modest abode. I first settled into my cabin. But before my mother came to collect me from my room, I quickly headed out to view the fo’c’sle, the ships bow section for this was always my favourite part of my cruises on large lakes and seas when we travelled on smaller ships and vessels, and on the Sibajak, it would become my regular place to be!
A quick view of the flo‘c’sle before the ship would sail
But back to my cabin and soon mother was there and we headed out on the deck to watch the ship depart. I managed to head to the spot I had chosen on that special day when I was saw her sail so long ago, being just aft of the covered promenade deck and there is even a photograph, which I assume was taken by the ships photographer, we can be just seen under the marked section.
The author on the railing, with his mother standing behind, we can be seen just below the yellow marking
The author is seen here aged twelve-
The photo taken days before departure-
I remember so well that the band was playing and in due course it became so such an emotional time for one and all, as it would for me, yet it was also filled with such excitement for it was a dream that finally had come true, even though I was leaving home, the country that I loved and knew, and here we were heading for a Far a Way strange place where people would be speaking another language, but I would learn for I did learn to speak German whilst living in the Germanic countries, but never managed French. But, I had dreamed about this ship and doing a long voyage and here I was standing up high on that railing, I promised myself that I would one day! Of course for the immigrants who were leaving forever to a new land and thus it was a very sad farewell just like I described in my description of Sibajak’s earlier departure. But I did not know as yet that we would not be returning, for we were tourists, but it ended up to be a one-way voyage after all!
I did advise the following together with her entire history on Page One, but I will provide some of her general details below, which is suitable for this page. There is a full Index to all my MS Sibajak pages at the bottom of the page.
RRL sent the Sibajak to the Rotterdam Dry Cock Company in August 1951 for one of the most extensive refits in her history as she would now become a One-Class Liner. Her old third class facilities were completely stripped and all the First and Second Class Lounges and Dining Rooms were completely refurbished and updated, and a new lounge was constructed under the old second class Sun Deck with a bar, a place I spent a great deal of time with my new found friends! But sadly I have no photographs of this venue on an exterior one. The previous third class Smoking Room far aft on Promenade deck became the new Children’s Playroom. In addition all cabins received upgrades with superior bedding, soft furnishings and other modifications. Upon completion she accommodated a total of 956 passengers in the following accommodations; 598 passengers in 1, 2, 4 and several 6-berth cabins. 358 passengers in 5 medium to large dormitories each having the following; 18, 34, 40, 128 to 138 berths. She was completed on April 24, 1952 and she departed on her fist voyage as a One Class liner four days later! MS Sibajak now had an official Registered Gross Tonnage of 12,342 GRT.
1952 completed Sibajak is seen departing
the raised new superstructure just aft of the Bridge and hers is the second window from aft
Balboa, Panama;………………..…………May 31 & June 1.
As for my accommodation, I knew that mother had booked me in a four-berth cabin and I was allocated cabin 219 on “Tusshen” or C Deck, being on the same deck as the Dining Rooms. My cabin was located on the starboard side, and just two cabins aft the Main Stairwell and ex Second Class Dining Room. The cabin had a porthole offering light as well as fresh air! Although the room’s décor was very plain but at least the berths offered reasonable comfort, My berth was the lower berth (A) as you entered the cabin, all four berths were located along the aft wall with a washbasin in between, and like all cabins on board there was a porthole. The floor was made of linoleum tiles and it was rather cold and unpleasant underfoot! The cabin did offer ample wardrobe space, sufficient for my clothes, shoes and other needs, etc. There was sufficient space for suitcases as at least four regular cases fitted under each pair of bunks. By now the ships did have forced air installed that added fresh air from outside, and the two nozzles in the cabin could be moved as needed.
This was my four-berth cabin with my bed being the first bottom berth (A)
the washbasin in the middle the four wardrobes can be seen on the left
addition each cabin on Sibajak had one or two washbasins, which was great
considering when we travelled throughout
The traditional public bathroom onboard was neat and well organised, but I never had to share in my life
at first this was a very frightening experience for me, like having to wash with others in the same place
My mother as always would have one the best cabins possible, but she was not able to have the Suite, which was only to couples, in addition they had long been sold. The two Suites, which were now sold under as “deluxe cabins” were located port and starboard side far forward on Brug (A) Deck and they were very spacious, having two defined areas, a sitting room and bedroom as well as having a full bathroom with a full bath tub, shower, washbasin set in an attractive surround and the WC!
A promotional artist impression of the Deluxe Suite offering every luxury and comfort with the finest private facilities of the day!
However, mother did have the second best cabin on the ship being the Luxury Single Cabin, which was located far forward, just aft of the Bridge, portside on Boat Deck. This part of the ship was newly built over what was originally the First Class Promenade Deck and the aft section of the old officer’s accommodations, thus everything was far more modern compared to cabins below! Mother, as I already indicated would always have a room, or cabin for herself and we certainly never shared a room. As I was not permitted near my mother’s cabin I obviously never saw the inside of it, and only discovered what it looked like much later from the ships record, thus I found out that it was beautifully furnished having some of the finest of timbered furnishings a luxury mattress, a modern style washbasin and it had all the luxury touches one could think about, including a large dressing table, come desk for writing that had a comfortable chair. It would have been nice to have had one in my cabin, no such luck for in my cabin there was sweet nothing but my bunk, and without a luxury mattress!
This was my mother’s rather luxurious single cabin topside
As you will know from my earlier statement we were not immigrants, financed by the government, and I think it is fine to migrate for it was simply wonderful how so many people went to New Zealand and Australia, as well as all the other countries worldwide and made a wonderful new life for themselves, but also enriched the countries with their culture and the wonderful cuisine and coffee, which they brought with them!
However mother loved her cabin being far forward as she preferred me to be as far away as possible, thus I was inserted below right at the back, well I suppose it was not quite that bad, but I had never in my life had to share with strangers, which was a fearful experience for a young lad, living with three strange and much older men who had some very strange habits I knew nothing about, as I was just too young! In addition during the voyage I hardly ever saw “Mummy Dearest” for she only gathered with the upper class. From what I gather there were around 90 full fare passengers aboard. As for me being just a youngster, obviously I would only be an interference with her enjoyment and pleasures whilst she was with new made friends. Occasionally I would be told to get dressed up in my best for dinner tonight with mother and some of her guests.
It would be only at these occasions she would parade me in front of her shipboard friends, as I had been well trained for such an occasion and knew my manners and which fork, knife and spoon was what. I was always a huge success for mother, being the attractive young man, with the perfect manners and the knowledge in things she had me trained in for conversation. Therefore, for me to successful at these functions made mother happy and obviously even more popular with the “in crowd.” Thankfully, with my good performance, I received some additional spending money which was based on how well I pleased the guests, and it turned out that I had done even better than well. Her friends were somewhat surprised that she hid her son who obviously had excellent manners, but the truth is that I had to be good at mothers special events, for frankly I would be on show, for if I was not simple perfection, in appearance, manners or speech, life would be rather difficult for me to say the least, but that is another story, and a book I am simply unable to write!
Of course I would occasionally wonder forward and end up on Promenade Deck, the old First Class section where mother would spend most of her time in one of the lounges or out on deck. But I found that the deck was always very crowded, thus the aft section were myself and my friends tended to remain was relatively restful and far less people.
The ever-crowded Promenade Deck seen whilst
There was a relatively new
built lounge, that had been built under the covered section of the old second class promenade deck and it was obviously far more
modern and it had a bar. Sadly I have never found a photograph of this venue,
but I can only show the following.
There was a relatively new built lounge, that had been built under the covered section of the old second class promenade deck and it was obviously far more modern and it had a bar. Sadly I have never found a photograph of this venue, but I can only show the following.
The lower windows reveal the lounge under the previous second-class sun deck
Here we see the far forward Music Salon and directly behind it was the Smoke Room with its bar
One Deck down on A Deck was another original Second Class Smoke room, now with cane furnishings
The original forward, ex First Class, Dining Room remained completely unchanged, whilst the aft Dining Room was by its nature just a little more simplified as I suppose it was originally the Second Class dining venue, and now the dining room where the majority of the migrants dined, as well as myself due to my cabin was located aft, but I did not mind and preferred it for the people were just wonderful and very friendly!
The forward Dining Room remained as glamorous as always!
Here we see the aft Dining Room set for diner, but for breakfast and lunch there would be no tablecloths
Speaking of the Dining Room, how
can I ever forget the countless wonderful meals that were served they just
seemed to be endless and the Indonesian stewards looked after me with great
efficiency and they were so friendly, for they just could not do enough for
you! Later, when as the ship arrived in warmer climates like the
I certainly came to know every corner of this ship for she was just like I imagined just amazing, and although this young lad had already travelled greatly, due to mother frequently travelling to so many cities, town in various countries, yet I had lived a greatly protected life and being home schooled so to speak!
There was no doubt about it, but this voyage commenced my great love affair with the ocean and ships to the point that whilst I was still aboard the Sibajak I decided that I was going to work in the Shipping Industry and amazingly less than two years later in May 1960, I did do just that!
I commenced at the very bottom, as an office
boy with Russell & Somers Shipping and Travel, Ltd.,
Johnston Street, Wellington and they were the
General Sales Agency (GSA) of Royal Dutch Mails, being a combination name used
for all of the Dutch Shipping Companies and they had managed the very ship I
had sailed on until her final visit there late in July 1959 on her way to
Sydney and Melbourne, and then to Hong Kong to the breakers. I was a hard
worker in addition I also learned fast and rapidly worked my way up the ladder,
to a sales agent, but in due course I moved to Brisbane Australia where I
became the Manager of another company. Then I became an executive with Chandris
Lines, Shaw Savill Holidays and finally I operated a Cruise Company and all
this began with a voyage on the MS Sibajak from
I would help the stewards here in the aft Dining Room as my cabin was close by and I would also dine here
Whilst mother dined in the forward dining room, I joined when invited
This was the Galley in which I gave a hand occasionally
All to soon the Atlantic crossing was about to
end as we were about to arrive in the Caribbean and we gently sailed in to the
port of the Dutch Colony of Curacao and its capital of Willemstad arriving on
May 29, 1958 where went ashore and walked across that wonderful floating bridge
that had many small boats under it, so that it could open to let the ships
And we walked to the bridge and the city center, which is across the river and to the left
When we reached Cristobal, Colón on May 31,
which is located on the Atlantic side of the
Here we see those fine old 1958 “mules” at the Miraflores Locks
we were on the other side we made a call at
The Map Above: Far right, you can see Curaçao, also Colon close to the Atlantic side of the Canal, then Balboa & Panama City on the Pacific side, follow the line to Tahiti which as you can see it is just above the Equator, several days after leaving Tahiti we crossed the Equator on our way to Wellington were we disembarked.
I was so happy to be back onboard for I
From Tahiti we had an eight-day ocean voyage
ahead of us to before we would arrive at Wellington New
The flying fish of the Western pacific
The following came from a report I discovered online regarding these flying fish of the western Pacific, which are larger than the current 25 to 25cm ones;
“There are about 41 species of flying
fish that inhabit the western part of the
In regard to the last statement, I certainly can account for that, for there were times that, as I said above, I would find those poor fish forward of the main superstructure lying next to the forward hold and tragically most of them dead, due to them having been out of the water too long, but those that were still alive, who had obviously only arrived within the last half hour, I threw back first and as fast as I could, followed by the dead ones! Then back inside to wash my hands and I would go back and find my friends, for I could not go back to the forecastle that day.
During the day my younger friends and I would spend sometime in the aft lounge on Promenade Deck playing cards or various games, and enjoying a soft drink or two! But the voyage across this stretch of the Pacific was perfect, par the sad fish experience.
We were about to arrive at a country in what I
can only be described as heavenly
Having had another delicious breakfast mother
and myself disembarked and there were Tahitians having dancing and singing
their beautiful songs, and some of the most beautiful young ladies in their
coloured dry grass hula skirts and coconut bra’s (very nice indeed)
awaited us with superbly smelling flower leis, which every single passenger
received. Amazingly the wharf with the Sibajak was pretty much in the centre of
town, thus we could walk around
And although I was young, but those Tahitian girls were most pleasing to the eye for they were just beyond belief as they were so beautiful, with their smooth brown skin and slender with long legs and everything was just perfectly in place to say the very least, and this very rather young man did notice all that! However, then there were, well how can I say it delicately, those of the same gender and I now have to be very careful in this modern age, for we have to be so correct in everything we say! But these lovely ladies had obviously eaten extremely well over the years, and they were showing their grandeur in certain places on their delightful bodies. But like every single Tahitian they all had such wonderful natures and warm smiles that warmed the heart, and being with them was such a delight and they simply melted your heart! In the afternoon we also ventured around the town area and we loved the wonderful native plants and the odour of frangipani, for us Europeans that really left an imprint in our memories for it was so beautiful as it was something we had never encountered before! My garden had beautiful and fragrant frangipanis but they were all removed, as in my older age, I became allergic to their odour.
Another thing I remember is, as I was walking
alongside the ship and looked into the crystal clear light blue water and I could
see hundreds of multi coloured tropical fish swimming everywhere. To date, this
is the only place that I had ever seen so many tropical fish just swimming in a
harbour next to a ship in waters that was almost like crystal, indeed I had
seen tropical fish, but in a tank in the Amsterdam Artis
Zoo and their Aquarium that had tropical fish from Australia’s Great
Barrier Reef. But here they were just swimming free and yet there were even
children swimming with them. Many years later I would be with tropical fish,
like these children, but up in the
I returned to the ship in the afternoon for a rest and after my evening meal we had special arrangements to go out for we were taken by bus to the Tahiti Beach Hotel where we were provided with a wonderful buffet meal and again we experienced a menu, but with a good number of foods that were quite new to us, but the flavours and textures were a delight to behold! Of course, this was a 5 star luxury hotel, thus we knew that it would be spotless, remember the Dutch are very fussy and everything must be very, very clean, and it certainly was! The grand meal was followed by ample cool drinks out in the large Bure. However, at the appointed time we went outside where we sat in a huge circle in comfortable chairs and out came the Tahitian dancers in their Hula skirts and they danced the Hula and other traditional dances from the region, including a dance they called the “Tamuree.”
Above & below: Tahitian Dancers at the Hotel doing the Hula and that very sexy and famed “Tamuree”
At that time a single was released name “Doing the Tamuree,” and believe it or not, it was a huge hit!
These photographs were taken at the same hotel, during my SS Flavia voyage later © Reuben Goossens
We had a wonderful evening but before we departed we were given a grand closing performance, being of course the ultimate spectacular, it was the icing on the cake and the wonderful dancers were superbly dressed and adorned in the most spectacular costumes of pale colours, Papeete and this great evening combined with the lovingly kind people made our visit to Tahiti without a doubt the highlight of the entire voyage, for without a doubt this has become my favourite port and now I have been back a good number of times, but my favourite Island is Bora Bora!
The entire experience in
During the voyage shipboard as I already said
friends were made and there was no doubt a great time was had, the second day
after we left
I was one of about fifteen all ages chosen from the passenger list that would be the ones to be blessed, or better said had to suffer this baptism, for the actual baptism actually consisted of three large bins of the most hideous thick different brightly coloured porridge kind of glue like muck. When my turn came, I was dunked head first into each stinky bin, whilst King Neptune’s happily read out why I needed this baptism to all and sundry and then I had gone through all three, I was thrown into the Pool, which was sort of a relief as it partially washed off the gunk! However, there was one big problem, I could not swim, thus someone had jump in to get me out of there! Nevertheless, it was all great fun!
The Equator Ceremony had began with King Neptune, his Queen and a servant at the front of the parade
At night there were various kinds of entertainment up in the Music Lounge, but I preferred to spend time in the Lounge aft on A Deck with my friends and play various games, and one day, I even had my very first alcoholic drink in my life being a Rum and Coke, the truth is, I was not fussed with it for it did nothing for me. It certainly did not affect me, for I was used to drinking alcohol, but only at home at the dinner table, of at a restaurant at a function were wine would always be served, and I would be given a glass of one of the finest Reds, which I always preferred and do so to this day, or an elegant White, although I would never dare to use those terms with mother, for I had to know and use the vineyard details, where it came from as well as vintage, etc, I always felt it was more to impress the guests.
But, I certainly had a great time at the meals drinking some of the world’s finest wines, yet I never became what one may call “a drinker” and I hardly drink at all these days, like I did when I was in business. However, I do enjoy the occasional fine Red and I do have a fine Cellar with some of the greatest!
However, being a young boy, rather innocent in all things in life, being left so alone far removed without any supervision can be dangerous and I certainly discovered that for there were some scoundrels on board who would attempt to entice me away. I became very scared at times, but I had my wonderful stewards and with them I was in complete safe hands, as they lived clean and pure lives, well whenever they were with me anyway. I am certainly thankful to these wonderful men who were so kind, for I was unable to speak to anyone else, not even mother, for she would just blame me, as always.
During the voyage mother and I had a camera and we took many wonderful photographs, however years later when I moved from New Zealand to Brisbane Australia one of my boxes was lost in transit and sadly it contained many of my older shipping photographs, including all those I had taken aboard the Sibajak voyage, I can tell you I cried! Thus you will have noted that on this page, the best I have are several, I did have set apart, which were taken by the ships photographer, and no, they were not like today a massive sales operation, I only managed to get them later through my work at Russell & Somers the GSA for Royal Rotterdam Lloyd!
But then came that notice that tonight there
would be the “Diner D’Adieu” and
later in the evening the special "Farewell Grand Buffet." Apparently
this was always held before
Menu for tonight’s “Farewell Diner” or as it was called in French; “Diner D’Adieu”
This was a spectacular event indeed with some of the most delicious foods on the planet I thought
There was accompanying music and it was a festive occasion
My treasured Ocean Voyage was coming to an end and I had to start packing again, which is something I hated, for I had to do this almost every ten months of my life in the past, and sadly in due course that would continue again for mother who kept an iron fist on her sons life, would not stay in one place for very long and she would move from one place to another almost every ten months.
Then came that unhappy day when as my beloved Sibajak slowly turned into Wellington Harbour early in the morning of Sunday June 22, 1958 and as I stood up on deck, this day proved to be just an amazing experience for me, for Wellington was without a doubt one of the most spectacular harbours I had seen to date and later having visited it, I would compare Wellington with Hong Kong!
As the Sibajak carefully entered the inlet into the Harbour entrance, which I learned later just happens to be one of the most dangerous, as many ships have floundered there in the past. In addition, as I discovered later when I actually lived there, that these events would have occurred mostly during Wellington’s well known wild weather storms, for the region is well known for its gale force winds and there are times when massive waves break high over the bridge of a ship together with pouring rain makes visibility almost impossible!
But thankfully our arrival day was a delightfully sunny and a calm day as we slowly entered the harbour. One we had entered, it was like being in an inland sea as the ship was completely surrounded by hills and mountains. The other thing that stood out once we arrived closer to the city; were all those timber houses for they were rather strange to me, as I was used to brown brick houses and buildings back home in the Netherlands, and these houses were all pained in different colours. In the sun, these colours looked and seemed to be so vivid, blue, yellow, brown, green, and white and all the aforementioned would come in various tones, like beige, light blue or dark, etc! They were built along the shoreline as well as quite high up those steep hills.
But it did not end there, for the majority of
roofs were also painted in a suitable colour that would match the colour of the
house and it was either green, red, brown or a silver, in addition, they were
all tin roofs, and I had never seen tin roofs in a civilised country, in the
pacific yes! From the water all these houses looked extremely colourful to say
the least, but, I did get used to them and now when I think about it, I wish
they were still there, for
Here see the city centre and the very wharf where the Sibajak docked, where the ship is seen
here we see the modern Capital City of New
here we see the modern Capital City of New
all too soon the MS Sibajak berthed at Queens Wharf and before I knew it both
mother and myself had to walk down the gangplank of my beloved Sibajak, worst
still for the very last time ever, for although I may not have realised it at
that time, but just over a year later she would be sold to the breakers in Hong
Kong. But regardless she influenced me for the rest of my life for shipping was
now ingrained into my blood as was the sea, and remains in me still whilst I am
in my 70s, although I am long retired.
Sadly, all too soon the MS Sibajak berthed at Queens Wharf and before I knew it both mother and myself had to walk down the gangplank of my beloved Sibajak, worst still for the very last time ever, for although I may not have realised it at that time, but just over a year later she would be sold to the breakers in Hong Kong. But regardless she influenced me for the rest of my life for shipping was now ingrained into my blood as was the sea, and remains in me still whilst I am in my 70s, although I am long retired.
Upon arrival I would have liked to stay in
A watercolour painting of the Sibajak gifted to me by the wonderful Australian Maritime Painter Don Braben
I trust that you will have gained something from my experiences on the Sibajak, although as you will have gathered, it is not the typical family story, but it was still a wonderful voyage for me and I enjoyed every little bit of it, especially the ship, for she was simply wonderful! I loved her old world feel, as she felt so elegant, although I did stay far away from the old First Class regions, for more than one reason, as I really liked the aft section much better and I loved both the forecastle and standing at the stern watching her wake. As you have read, I spent most of my time on those aft decks and the lounge on Promenade Deck and down on A Deck, which were wonderful. But it was my relationship with those kindly Indonesian crew that made my voyage most of all, and I thank God for them for they in many ways kept me safe and sane!
Over the years, ever since I have placed the
Sibajak feature online, I have received so many emails from folk who have
sailed on the Sibajak and never have I heard a bad word said about this
wonderful ship. She took people from the
MS Sibajak INDEX:
:…………………….MS Sibajak had long career from 1927 to 1959 - This is her complete story!
:…………………….Brochures, Deck Plans, Photographs Menus and Memorabilia.
:…………………The Ships Interiors, Deck by Deck.
Author’s voyage on the Sibajak from
:………………The Family Salden-Van Mulken sail to
:…………………….Ships Chef H B Hulspas story, a floor show programme and a farewell menu dated 1955.
:…………………….Family van der Net and
their voyage to
:……………………...Family van der Biezen sailed on her second last voyage in 1959.
Nieborak Family’s voyage to
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