April 18 2011
For years, I collected postage stamps with my mother. We would stick plastic sleeves into Davo albums and slide the stamps neatly into place. We carefully saved the complete Europa series from 1956 to 1981. When puberty arrived, I’d had enough, and in January 1982, despite my dear mother’s protests, I sold the albums for 1,200 guilders – far less than their catalogue value.
With that money, I opened a so-called “teenager account” at the Postbank in Ospel, which – along with Uncle Frans’s tweezers and magnifying glass – I still have today.
The very last sentence of the very last song of the Beatles’ very last recording session is, “In the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make.”