‘Guy shoots at several family members’. This is one of the Belgian headlines on August 23, 1934. They are about my great-great uncle. Léon Dreissen went from hero to anti-hero.
My great-great-grandfather Joseph Debondt was a docker. I didn’t know that. I never heard about him. His painful and abrupt end of life is not a story that his wife and my great-great-grandmother, Sophia Goris, will have loved to pass on. Simply because it was too hard to tell. Some 120 years later, I’ll let…