So, what really happened? Will we ever know for certain?
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I want to come back now to some of the verses I saw in Canberra in the National Museum. Before we entered the museum, we asked whether we were allowed to take pictures. We were told yes, we could take pictures, but only for personal use.
Some pictures I took of these verses, turned out all right, others are too blurred. I have to learn to wait for the right moment before I take a picture. I wished, I could do the blurred pictures again! Well, maybe some other time (!).
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I've lived in Australia since 1959 together with my husband Peter. We have four children, eight grandchildren and two great-grandchildren. I started blogging because I wanted to publish some of my childhood memories. I am blogging now also some of my other memories. I like to publish some photos too as well as a little bit of a diary from the present time. Occasionally I publish a story with a bit of fiction in it. Peter, my husband, is publishing some of his stories under berlioz1935.wordpress.com
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Trying to read the verses from the bottom up
Passion: Nothing
Change: Nothing
Hope: To hope is to dream of what might or will be
of the possible and the mere possible – hope against hope
To hope is to strive for the best, To build on glimmers of new beginnings
To hope is never to give up. To remain expectant
against hopes dashed, disappointments, falsities.
To hope is to believe there is a way.
AuntyUta 
Trying to read the verses from the bottom up
Passion: Nothing
Change: Nothing
Hope: To hope is to dream of what might or will be
of the possible and the mere possible – hope against hope
To hope is to strive for the best, To build on glimmers of new beginnings
To hope is never to give up. To remain expectant
against hopes dashed, disappointments, falsities.
To hope is to believe there is a way.