In the spring of 1945, when the world was at war and the Nazis occupied the Netherlands, 14-year-old Hank Hoole rode a bicycle with metal rims 175 kilometers through the Dutch countryside after delivering food to his father so he wouldn’t starve.Last month, 56-year-old Greg Hoole did the same ride, albeit with rubber tires.There was no media, no pomp or ceremony; just Greg, alone, on his bike, paying tribute to a father he revered, reflecting as he passed the flowers, dikes and windmills about what it must have been like during the Second World War, about the gumption and resourcefulness...
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