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First published January 1, 2007
To me at fifteen years, that Pieter wore the Rosa Winkel was for me both a surprise and not a surprise.
Pieter was a homosexual, but he was much more than that. He was my brother, my parent, my guardian, my friend. . . .
It was the Nazis who made a label for Pieter. The Nazis made a label for everyone. Besides the Yellow Stars, they had triangles of brown for Gypsies and purple for Jehovah's Witnesses. The Nazis believed that if they know how you were born as a Jew or a Gypsy or a homosexual, they know everything about you and can make a label for it. But what did these labels tell you about the person who wore them? The Nazis did not have labels for kind and generous and brave and smart and a good friend and a good son and a good, good, good brother.
I had known my brother, Pieter, all of my life—all fifteen years of my life—and yet I did not know him. I knew only the parts that I could see through my eyes and feel in my heart. That was a lot, but the rest was like listening in the back-back room, where from behind the wall, you must guess at what you are seeing from what you are hearing, and the sounds, they are muffled.
The Nazis could never make a label for Pieter van der Waal. The Nazis knew about as much about Pieter van der Waal as the amount of him that the Rosa Winkel covered: a small flat Pink Triangle.