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Henk Hofland
Hofland groeide op in Rotterdam. Zijn vader was directeur van de Steenkolen Handels Vereeniging. Hij maakte als 12-jarige het bombardement op Rotterdam van nabij mee en beleefde zijn jeugd tussen de puinhopen van die stad. Hofland studeerde aan het toen juist opgerichte Nijenrode. Hij kwam in 1953 in dienst bij de buitenlandredactie van het Algemeen Handelsblad en kreeg later de leiding over het zaterdagse supplement. Daarna werd hij adjunct-hoofdredacteur en later hoofdredacteur. De fusie in 1970 met de Nieuwe Rotterdamsche Courant tot het huidige NRC Handelsblad betekende tevens de val van Hofland. Hierna bouwde hij als freelancer voor diverse media een reputatie op van respectabel politiek commentator, columnist en publicist, met veel aandacht voor de Verenigde Staten. New York beschouwt Hofland als zijn tweede stad. Jaarlijks verblijft hij daar meerdere malen in hetzelfde hotel. Hij verwerkt zijn waarnemingen in zijn columns. Ook van de ontwikkelingen in het Oostblok deed hij langere tijd verslag. Hij maakte diverse reizen door de toenmalige Oostbloklanden, nog voor de val van de Berlijnse Muur. In de tweede helft van de jaren vijftig richtte Hofland met Jan Vrijman de stichting Telmo (Television and Motion Pictures) op. Deze stichting produceerde onder meer de documentaire Het wonder van Anne Frank over het ontstaan van Annes dagboek, die door de VPRO op televisie is uitgezonden. Een belangrijke rol in deze documentaire werd vervuld door Otto Frank, de vader van Anne. Jarenlang was Hofland bevriend met journalist Willem Oltmans. Aan die vriendschap kwam in 1972 een abrupt einde. Tijdens een feestje bij Oltmans, waren naast Hofland en anderen ook Sovjet-diplomaten aanwezig. De eveneens aanwezige Telegraaf-journalist Peter Zonneveld schoot foto's met een verborgen camera en bracht daarmee, gelet op de gespannen Oost-West verhoudingen van destijds, Oltmans' journalistieke integriteit in diskrediet. Volgens Oltmans zaten de inlichtingendiensten er achter en had Hofland een aandeel in dat complot. De door De Telegraaf gepubliceerde foto's (waarvoor de krant overigens werd veroordeeld op grond van de Wet op de Privé-sfeer) deden veel stof opwaaien en hadden grote gevolgen voor Hofland als hoofdredacteur; in die functie had hij het al moeilijk met een progressieve redactie contra een lezerspubliek dat over het algemeen conservatief was. De affaire-Zonneveld betekende het einde van zijn redacteurschap. Hij mocht zich gaan bezighouden met het berichten over televisie, maar bedankte daarvoor. Als freelance publicist maakte Hofland een nieuwe start. Tegels lichten (of: ware verhalen over autoriteiten in het land der voldongen feiten) uit 1972 werd zijn succesvolste publicatie over de naoorlogse Nederlandse binnenlandse politiek, over de dekolonisatie van Indonesië en Nieuw-Guinea en in het bijzonder over de 'schichtigheid van Nederlandse autoriteiten'. Hofland heeft zich in een tv-interview ooit bekend tot de 'anarcho-liberale gemeente' en betoont zich in zijn politieke stukken een man van het niet-confessionele midden. Daarnaast is hij een waarnemer van mensen en een liefhebber van amateur-techniek, zoals die van de Zwitserse kunstenaar Jean Tinguely en de Nederlandse kunstenaar Theo Jansen. Hofland was vaste deelnemer aan het discussieprogramma van de VPRO-radio Welingelichte kringen. In 1980 presenteerde Henk Hofland een serie van vijf tv-programma's, waarin hij gesprekken voerde met meer of minder bekende Nederlanders, waaronder de historicus Loe de Jong. In de KRO documentairereeks Profiel werd op 6 december 2006 een uitzending aan Hofland gewijd.
David Caldwell
David Caldwell Jr. affectionately known as “Big Well”, 79 years old passed away peacefully on Friday, June 17, 2016 at Memorial Hermann Hospice in Houston Texas with his devoted wife, Janie Caldwell at his bedside. David was born in Winston-Salem, North Carolina to Ida and David Caldwell Sr. David was an Army veteran and served from 1955-1958. David moved from Winston-Salem to New Jersey in the 1960’s, where he later married Janie Martin in 1985. David was employed by American Cyanamid for 30+ years retiring in 1996, moving to Houston Texas in 1997. David Caldwell is preceded in death by his parents Ida and David Caldwell Sr. of North Carolina., sisters - Brenda Johnson and Geraldine Shepherd of North Carolina, Grace Smith and Ruth Caldwell of Michigan, and brother Eulas Smarr of California. David is survived by his spouse Janie Caldwell of Houston Texas, only surviving sibling sister - Cora Gaither of Florida; daughters - Sonja Bohannon, Diadra Dodd (Roland Dodd), Pamela Phillips and Rudine Holmes of Winston-Salem, North Carolina, Marion Folk-Cramer of Texas, Shawnta Folk-Withers and Tasha Wise (Rodney) of New Jersey; and sons - Tahmez D. Love and Malik Johnston of New Jersey. “Pop” had a total of 24 grandchildren; 7 great grandchildren, 1 great-great grandchild, and a host of family and friends. A memorial service will be held for David “Dave” Caldwell at a later time.
Jo Cox
Helen Joanne "Jo" Cox was a Labour Party politician in the United Kingdom. She was the Member of Parliament (MP) for the constituency of Batley and Spen having retained the seat for Labour in the 2015 general election. Cox was educated at Heckmondwike Grammar School and then Cambridge University, graduating in 1995. She is a former head of policy for Oxfam and a former advisor to Sarah Brown and Baroness Kinnock. She is national chair of Labour Women's Network and a senior advisor to the Freedom Fund, an anti-slavery charity. On 16 June 2016, Cox was shot and stabbed multiple times in Birstall, West Yorkshire, where she had been holding a surgery with her constituents. She was left in a critical condition and died from her injuries approximately an hour later. A 52-year-old man was arrested in connection with the attack.
Franz Trautmann
It is with great sadness that we announce the sudden passing of our dear colleague and friend, Franz Trautmann. Franz Trautmann was an internationally renowned and respected expert in national and international drug policy. He served as the Head of the Unit of International Affairs at the Trimbos Institute for 15 years and he made substantial contributions in international drug policy as a senior researcher and advisor. Throughout his career, Franz Trautmann has developed, coordinated and executed an extensive range of international projects focused on drug demand reduction through prevention, treatment and harm reduction approaches. Franz Trautmann was well known for his policy analyses and evaluations for various governments and international organisations as well as for his research on Rapid Assessment and Response. He has influenced many stakeholders in his training seminars worldwide on important topics in the field of drug policy and HIV prevention. His most recent projects included the Central Asia Drug Action Programme (European Commission), HIV Prevention, Treatment, Care and Support in Prison Settings in Sub-Saharan Africa (United Nations Office on Drugs and Crime) and a study on Global Illicit Drug Markets (European Commission). Franz Trautmann was a charismatic and a dedicated expert, who will be remembered as a jovial, energetic colleague with a unique sense of humour. Franz will be sorely missed by his colleagues and peers in both the Netherlands and throughout his international network.
Thomas Michael Martin
Please write your memories of tom ,The most beautiful special boy,he was so funny caring always made people laugh He loved his cat magic and playing his x-box and you-tube, He joined Walkden high school,Walkden in 2013 and it changed his life,he went away on a mini holiday with school,He met his very best friend Jacob.he loved school was always first to arrive there over an hour early. he loved his big brothers and sisters Zoe Jenny ,Johnny Adam &Paul and nieces and nephews lots of them
Christian Hoppe
Christian Hoppe left us on Wednesday 11 May after a short sudden illness. He left behind Susanne his wife and two sons Lukas and Christoph. Christian lived in Hamburg, Germany and was part of the Shell Trading and Supply Operations team, in which he was leading a global team looking after Product Quality, Claims and Global Inspection Contract. Christian would always be remembered as a great man, fully dedicated to his family and work, and will be dearly missed by all of his friends, colleagues and staff.
Brian Rugh
4:02 PM - MJ (1): Yesterday I received heart-shattering news. I learned that my first husband, Brian Rugh, passed away on Monday. Since then, I have thought of nothing else. At first, there were no words, just a deep, intense pain, and feelings of guilt – I could have done more. I should have done more. Why didn’t I do more? 4:02 PM - MJ (1): It’s been 24 hours now, and at last, the words have come. And there are so many. Where do I begin? I guess at the beginning. I met Brian when I was 19 years old, and he changed my life. I owe much of the person I am to him. I learned so much from Brian – so much that, even now, it’s hard to say what parts of my character remain untouched by him. But I think the greatest impact he had on me was to take my young, callow, sloppily-formed mind and teach it, develop it, and hone it. Brian John Rugh, you taught me how to think. You taught me to question everything, to accept no argument, no statement, without examining it first. You taught me to be suspicious of overly-emotional language, to hate the categorical, and to dig beneath the rhetoric to the true meaning. You taught me how to think, and by doing that, unlocked whole castles of understanding. Thank you. 4:02 PM - MJ (1): Those of you who knew him well knew that he had high, exacting standards of everyone, and not least himself. When you live with someone for so long, as I did, and love him, the way I did, you come to know them well. Very, very well. Brian and I were together for 10 years, married for 9 of them, and friends thereafter. Not a week went by after our divorce where we didn’t talk. Often about little things, but more about the big things we often discussed – politics, philosophy, literature, society, ideas. . . . One of Brian’s favorite quotes was from Eleanor Roosevelt (although he always attributed it to Einstein, whom he loved): “Great minds discuss ideas; average minds discuss events; small minds discuss people.” We always discussed the idea, the larger, driving force behind the events. 4:02 PM - MJ (1): What many probably do not know is that, because Brian had such high, exacting standards, he was filled with guilt, and shame. He believed he was capable of so much – and he was! – and that he was failing everyone, not the least himself, because he wasn’t achieving what he believed he should. Under that gentle, kind surface, was a deeply-introspective soul, one tortured by his perceived shortcomings. I have watched him throughout the years torment himself, and believe that he was a failure. He has lived in fear, his whole life, of not succeeding, not attaining the heights he believed he should. 4:02 PM - MJ (1): I loved him. I met Brian when I was a teenager, and I loved him more than I ever thought it possible to love someone. For years, the sun rose and set in Brian for me. I tried to make him see that the fear, the guilt, and the shame were unnecessary – that he was a wonderful person, a good man, with a good heart. It wasn’t enough. 4:02 PM - MJ (1): Everyone has described him as brilliant, and kind, and gentle, and quiet – and that was true. He was all those things. But he was more. He had subtly-wicked sense of humor, a sly thing that was never obvious, but always, when you saw the joke, hilarious. He was sensitive – so sensitive. He had so many tender ways about him, and loved the people in his life with great loyalty and intensity. If you were lucky enough to earn Brian’s love, you never lost it. He was passionate. So, so passionate – he believed the things he did with great depth and vehemence, and it was difficult to change his mind. He was thoughtful in the truest sense of the word – you could be certain that if Brian made a statement, he had thought it through as thoroughly as possible before speaking. He loved animals – our cats were as important to him as the people in his life. When Bun got sick, seven years ago, and the vets predicted that he had, at most, six months to live, Brian refused to accept that . . . and it is seven years later, and Bun is still alive. I never, never thought that our little warm, fuzzy bodies would outlive Brian. 4:02 PM - MJ (1): It is the cry of those left behind – why? What could we have done? How could you do this? Don’t you know that you were loved, that you were valued? Don’t you know that you were not as alone as you believed? Don’t you know that there is a hole in our lives that only you could ever fill, and that now that hole will always be there? 4:02 PM - MJ (1): I loved Brian. It didn’t matter that we were no longer married, and that we had fought, and that there were 3,000 miles between us. I loved him. And now he’s gone, and I don’t know what to do. The only thing I can think of is to cry for him, and to tell myself this: No more pain. No more fear. No more disappointment. No more anguish. 4:03 PM - MJ (1): Brian and I often talked of death, and of an afterlife. We even fashioned a meeting place in the afterlife. It’s the bubble tree. When we’re all gone, we’ll meet under the bubble tree, and everyone we love will be waiting for us there, to usher us into the afterlife. Everyone we’ve loved and lost will be there. 4:03 PM - MJ (1): So, Brian, I will see you under the bubble tree. And you had better be there, reading Schopenhauer or Aristotle or Vonnegut or even, God help me, George R.R. Martin, surrounded by Nard, Pea, Dax, George, Bun, and Princess. I will see you there, and we’ll pick up where we left off. I love you. Good-bye.
Jeremy Mieske
High energy, fun-loving, beautiful soul whose smile would light up a room! Despite his life struggles, he maintained a faith-filled, never give up attitude. His faith in Christ was his foundation and hope for a better tomorrow. His battle with drug addiction over the last decade will not be forgotten ...as it will bring change and freedom for others!
