Hotel Het Anker

Dorpstraat 106, Heythuysen, 6093 ED, nl
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Heythuyzen, from village to "wannabe town"

by Pavlik_NL

Heythuyzen, or "Heytse" as they say in the surroundings of this mid-Limburgian village. The place where my mother's roots lay and my grandparents lived as long as I knew them. Since they left our world the village has changed rapidly and - in my idea - not for the better. In an attempt to become more modern and "bigger" it modernised half of the buildings in the centre and renovated the other half in a rather poor way. Only around the churchsquare one can still taste a little bit of the traditional mid-Limburgian styles and of course in the "Leudal"-park as well as the surrounding farmlands (though these last are also rapidly changing in horticulture (glass greenhouses). My grandparents of course. Especially my grandmother was as sweet as - they say - all grandmother's are. Wish I could have known you both longer, Oma and Opa ...

Het Dorp (The Village) - Wim Sonnevelt

by Pavlik_NL

Thuis heb ik nog een ansichtkaart
waarop een kerk, een kar met paard
een slagerij J. van der Ven.
Een kroeg een juffrouw op de fiets
het zegt u hoogstwaarschijnlijk niets,
maar het is waar ik geboren ben.
Dit dorp ik weet nog hoe het was
de boerenkinderen in de klas
een kar die ratelt op de keien
het raadhuis met een pomp ervoor
een zandweg tussen koren door
het vee de boerderijen

(refrein)
... en langs het tuinpad van mijn vader
zag ik de hoge bomen staan
ik was een kind en wist niet beter
dan dat het nooit voorbij zou gaan.

Wat leefden ze eenvoudig toen
in simpele huizen tussen groen
met boerenbloemen en een heg
maar blijkbaar leefden ze verkeerd
het dorp is gemoderniseerd
en nou zijn ze op de goede weg
want ziet hoe rijk het leven is
ze zien de televisie quiz
en wonen in betonnen dozen
Met flink veel glas dan kun je zien
hoe of het bankstel staat bij mien
en d'r dressoir met plastic rozen

(refrein)
... en langs het tuinpad van mijn vader
zag ik de hoge bomen staan
ik was een kind en wist niet beter
dan dat het nooit voorbij zou gaan.

De dorpsjeugd klit wat bij elkaar
in minirok en beatlehaar
en joelt wat mee met beatmuziek
ik weet wel 't is hun goede recht
de nieuwe tijd net wat u zegt
maar het maakt me wat melancholiek
Ik heb hun vaders nog gekend
ze kochten zoethout voor een cent
ik zag hun moeders touwtje springen
dat dorp van toen 't is voorbij
dit is al wat er bleef voor mij
een ansicht en herinneringen

(Refrein)
... toen ik langs het tuinpad van mijn vader
de hoge bomen nog zag staan
ik was een kind hoe kon ik weten
dat dat voorgoed voorbij zou gaan At home I still have a postcard
on which a church, a car drawn by horse,
the butchery of "J. van der Ven".
A pub, a lady on a bike
but this obviously doesn't tell you anything
but here I was born
This village, I still know how it was
farmer's children in the classes
a carriage trembles over the stones
The townhall with a pump in front
the sandy path between corn fields
the cattle and the farmhouses

Refrain
... along the gardenpath of my father
I saw the high trees standing tall
I was a child and didn;t know better
then this would never come to pass

How sovber they lived then
in simple houses between greens
with farmer's flowers and a hedge
But they obviously lived wrong
the village has been modernised
and now they are on the right track
Loom how rich life is now
they watch the TV-quiz
and live in concrete boxes
With a lot of windows so you can see
how the couch looks with "Mien"
and the dressoir with plastic roses

Refrain
... along the gardenpath of my father
I saw the high trees standing tall
I was a child and didn;t know better
then this would never come to pass

The village youth hangs around together
in miniskirt and with beatle-hair
jelling along with beatmusic
I know that it's their good right
these new times, as we all say
but it makes me somewhat melancholic
I did know their fathers well
we bought sweet wood* for one cent
I saw their mothers jump rope
the village of then, it's gone
all that's left for me
this postcard and memories

Refrain
... when I went along the gardenpath of my father
I still did see the high trees standing tall
then I was a child, how could I have known that it all would come to pass

Modern things in a oldfashioned village

by Pavlik_NL

People in Limburg have the tendensy to be more Bourgondian then other provincials in The Netherlands. Here one still takes the time to enjoy a deliscious meal, a good beer or wine and in general have a good time. Strangely enough in heythuyzen this rather conventional way of living has met the urge to modernise drastically. An example of the results that has brutally violated the image of a nice Limburgian village is the huge "ash tray" in the middle of the park. I have completely missed the purpose of this barrel of stone and can only say that it is terribly ugly.

My roots in Heythuyzen

by Pavlik_NL

My mother was born and raised in heythuyzen and it was the place where my grandparents lived. On the stationsstraat the family Philips existed of father, mother and six daughters. Yes, my mother only had sisters and not even one brother. Strangely enough on this side of my family the present generations only have boys, except for my mother and father, as I am the only one to have a sister!

The restingplace of my "Opa & Oma"

by Pavlik_NL

In Heythuyzen they also are burried, my grandparents, my mother's father and mother. Much too short I have known them (as well as my father's parents). When I was twelve, they were all gone, and I especially recall my mother's mom to have been so nice to us. We were often excited to go to Heythuyzen, pick cherries from the trees or play in the huge garden they had.
Mysterious thing was that my grandmother - very Catholic - always wished to die without sins and sorrows and amazingly it happened when she was walking back from church on a Sunday, right after she spook with the "pastoor". Sadly however through a heart attack and at a too early age of 64.

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