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Portrait of Jon Doe

Remembered with love

Jon Doe

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“Each of us has our own stories. And one day you will pass them on.”

His life

He was born in the spring of 1938 in a small town by the river, the second of three children. He spent his childhood outdoors — in the meadows, by the water, and in his father's workshop, where he first learned that patience matters more than strength.

He trained as a machine fitter and stayed loyal to the trade all his life. Colleagues remember a man who never lost his temper over a badly finished job — he would simply sit down beside it and show you how it was done. At home he had a workshop that smelled of oil and wood, and the children were always allowed in.

In 1962 he married Marie. They stayed together for sixty-two years. They raised two children, lived to see four grandchildren and one great-grandson. Every summer they went to the seaside, always to the same place, always to the same guest house — because, as he put it, there is no reason to change a good thing.

He died at home, peacefully, with his family around him. He left behind tools with handles worn smooth, a fence he built for a neighbour and never took a penny for, and a great many people who heard from him exactly the sentence they needed at the time.

Looking back

  1. 1938 Born, the second of three children.
  2. 1956 Qualified as a machine fitter.
  3. 1962 Married Marie.
  4. 1965 His daughter Anna was born.
  5. 1969 His son Petr was born.
  6. 1998 Retired — and immediately built himself a bigger workshop.
  7. 2024 Died at home, with his family around him.

Photographs

  • Jon Doe by the sea, late 1950s

    By the sea, late 1950s. The first holiday he paid for himself.

  • Wedding photograph of Jon and Marie, 1962

    His wedding to Marie, September 1962.

  • Family photograph, 1970s

    With Marie and the children, 1970s.

  • Jon Doe in his workshop

    In the workshop. This is where the family always looked for him first.

He was not a man of many words. But when you left him, things suddenly made sense.

— his daughter Anna

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