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Frik and his wife Anya moved here from South Africa and became fast and close friends with me and my family. Frik’s honest and simply way of facing and living life was refreshing and inspiring to many. He held first to love his God and then love with abandon everyone around him. When his health began to run downhill, his faith never wavered, and he faced so many challenges and hardships with amazing courage. Frik lost this battle on September 4th, 2008, at the young age of 55. But, although this is a tragedy for us, he’s now experiencing the freedom and joy that we all look forward to one day.
I was taking a stroll down memory lane by going through all my archives and found a handful of photos, some from the blessed time that I spend with Frik and his family down in South Africa.
Me and Frik
My dad and Frik had a special brotherly bond.
Frik and some of my brothers.
Frik and Anya’s relationship was always one that I admired – both had such expressive and passionate and sometimes explosives personalities (gotta love South Africans!!!) but their love always covered all. The way that Frik so fiercely and unapologetically loved was truly beautiful…
Daddy’s girl Marliza…
Like Father, Like son – Gundi.
I don’t have any pictures of Frik and his darling granddaughter Kayla who he cherished so dearly…
Hanging out in his rugby shirts, playin with children and cooking at his bri is some of what Frik did best
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A quiet moment in South Africa…..
We’ll miss you so much……..Shalom Shalom…….
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As I post this, we are about to run out the door to got catch our flight out of DC. Tomorrow we will be spending a day in Amsterdam and then Tuesday we will be in Israel!!! I will try to post as often as possible!
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