Page Of Remembrance

[Limbo 6]

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In Memoriam

The Dutchman that stopped riding is finally re-united with his horses.

Now he might well wish to mount them again.

Cor has never forgotten the horses that once brought him fame. He had five big pictures

of them at the walls of his Chiang Rai home. None of these pictures showed a saddle and

on none of them you would see a rider. In his thoughts Cor wasn’t sitting on their backs

anymore; He walked next to them.

Cor’s relationship with horses was full of love and drama.

Being an excellent horseman he was invited to fulfill his conscription at the Royal Stables

in The Hague. The greatest height was the yearly ride on the third Tuesday of September :

Accompanying the Golden Carriage of Her Majesty the Queen of the Netherlands on its way

to parliament.

Its greatest low was the day that he had to ride to the slaughterhouse of The Haque and pick

up the tail of one of the horses under his care. It was traditional protocol that this should be

done on horseback. For him it was a ghost ride: A lonely rider crossing right through town with

a horse tail in his saddle bag and his eyes full of tears. He still considers it a miracle that he

managed to reach the stables without accident. “It was as if I was riding in a dream”, he told

me once, “I couldn’t see, my heart was broken”.

Later on Cor won almost every jumping competition in which he participated and for two years

he was Dutch Master. Soon he was invited to ride for the bigger European stables, mainly in

Germany and Italy. He entered a different world, a world in which love for horses seemed to

be a weakness. He was enabled to ride top-horses, but his love for them slowly but sure put

an end to his career.

The crown caps under the saddle might have hurt Cor more than the horses. The crying of the

horses during the beatings the nights before the tournaments finally tore his soul apart.

The day came that Cor put all the cups he had won in the back of his car and brought them to

the home for elderly horses in the dunes at Scheveningen.

He returned home, put all his medals in a bag, walked three blocks far away and dropped them

in a garbage can. After that day he never mounted a horse again.

My thoughts go to his father, now about 85 years old, who once survived the concentration

camp Auschwitz and now has to endure the sad fate of surviving his only son.

Cor was 58 years old when he passed away last week. May he rest in peace.

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[Mario2008 3,563]

1 off-topic post and a reply to it deleted. Please use this for condolences only.

My condolences to his famly and loved ones. May he rest in peace.

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1 other post deleted for above reason.

[soap 201]

I have known Cor must be 15 years now.

Very sad news

[Shrednyneas 0]

Very sad news indeed

[klikster 354]

Nice fella, Cor. Sorry to hear that he is no longer with us. One more of the old CR guys gone.

Edited April 18, 2010 by klikster

[erg 0]

respect Cor, or how he liked to call himself "pappa".

[mcgriffith 421]

Post here for any honoring of local Chiang Rai friends who have left us.

[mcgriffith 421]

I have merged Limbo's "In Memoriam" thread about the recent passing of his friend Cor, with the newly created pinned topic "Page Of Remembrance".

Rest in peace, Pappa.

[mumbojumbo 7]

Heard dutchman Andre passed away recently-RIP

[svenivan 106]

One guy that I miss is Brian in Baan Bua Guesthouse.

He was a special guy, fun to talk to with his very Brittish sarcastic type of humour.

I always adviced friends to stay in Baan Bua and everyone was very satified.

Brian was the guy that chatted with all the guest and got them talking with each other.

Brian RIP!

[mumbojumbo 7]

aAlso heard wringle faced dutchman "Peter" bit the dust a while back-motocycle accident-RIP

[jubby 43]

One guy that I miss is Brian in Baan Bua Guesthouse.

He was a special guy, fun to talk to with his very Brittish sarcastic type of humour.

I always adviced friends to stay in Baan Bua and everyone was very satified.

Brian was the guy that chatted with all the guest and got them talking with each other.

Brian RIP!

yeah, he was fun to talk to. It was more of a ' Very Paranoid British sarcastic type of humour', if I can recall.

Always had a Mug of tea in his hand full of Leo so the Customers wouldn't notice but they obviously did. I do miss him and his conspiracy Theories

I doubt he's resting in Peace. he's probably still at Ban Bua, trying to kick the staff into shape

[mcgriffith 421]

I met Brian when I went to the Rai a while ago, about a month before he passed away.

He had no rooms available, but while he watered the garden at Baan Bua, he engaged me in conversation.

Gave me some recommendations for alternative rooms, talked about the weather, motorbikes, touring on same, etc.

I was sorry to see him go, so soon after I had met him.

He was my age when I met him.

RIP, Brian.

[mcgriffith 421]

Just as a gentle reminder....

When posters have mentioned someone who has left us, it is more a time for celebration and recognition of the positive things in the deceased's life on this forum thread.

We can laugh, cry, weep and sing about the frailities and deficits, beauty and strengths of the departed, at a traditional Irish Wake.

Lamentably many of which I have attended.

I always try to give the utmost respect to anyone who has left us, here.

Even if they were a stranger to me.

Just a thought.

[villagefarang 13,907]

Just heard that a nice guy named Allen, with a house on the 1020 between Thoeng and Chiang Khong, died recently. Heard this from a mutual friend. Anyone who knew him, would be aware that he had not been in the best of health. Just thought I would pass on the bad news, if you hadn't heard.