Oupa’s Stuff

Somehow I ended up with two bibles: A Bijbel and a Kinderbijbel – Oupa’s own, apparently.

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Found in his bibles:

1963, I think. 5th of May

But then I found out there’s also a “Familie Bijbel”, which the eldest son keeps. Solly told me Paul’s family bible is a big metal-clasped bible, so it is obviously the main one. So there were bibles, plural. I asked Paul about it and he sent these pictures. He says it’s the “SF’s and the PF’s bible”. That’s Sarel Francois and Paul Fouche, I believe.

Swanepoel Family Bible

This page seems to be the Bodenstein family – that’s Ouma’s family.

Swanepoel (PF's and SF's) Family Bible (1)

Oupa worked for the railways. Here’s PMB station.

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Oupa was born on 5 May 1883 and Ouma on 6 February 1883. She was a cradlesnatcher – he was her toyboy! 

They were married on October 30, 1911 in Fauresmith.  I (Sheila) have a copy of their marriage certificate.

He never owned a car, nor a motorbike, nor even a bicycle, as far as Dad recalls.

His siblings: Japie (Kirkwood, no kids); Sarel; Anna; Daantjie (South West Africa);

Oupa:
Paul Fouche Swanepoel 5 May 1883 – 20 May 1972

Oupa’s parents:
Father: Sarel Francois Swanepoel 12 August 1855 – 28 April 1909
Mother: Anna Cecilia Maria nee Fouché 23 Nov 1858 – 13 May 1915

Oupa’s grandparents:
Jacobus Daniel Swanepoel 1 Dec 1817 – 17 Sep 1891 – from Langevlei Robertson
Married to Martha Elizabeth Marais

Oupa’s great grandparents:
Willem Christoffel Swanpoel  1787 – 1861 Montagu
Married Elsie Maria vdB (not sure if this is van den Berg or Bosch or something else.)

Sheila wrote: Oupa died in Christiana (I think) on 20 May 1972.  Dad went to Klerksdorp in the Holden station wagon to fetch his body. He was buried in PMB on 24 May. You (Koos) went to the funeral with Dad and Auntie Yarnie. I suppose you all stayed with Auntie Lizzie in Camperdown.

Then on 25 May, Boet & Anna spent the night with us after the funeral.  They then went up to Christiana to fetch Oupa’s clothes.

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It's about life, marriage, friends, raising kids, paddling rivers, travel in Africa . . . re-posting thoughts written over decades - at random, I'm afraid. Becoming more of a travelogue now, though.

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