[I finally found out the fate of poor Gilbert whom I had considered one of my best friends. It was Gilbert who phoned me at work one day and said to me: "Jan, a plane has just crashed into a tower in New York!” … 9/11. Gilbert died in the USA in 2012 under some rather strange conditions. I only found this out recently.
Here is Gilbert on the left in front to the Cheops Pyramid in Egypt with a friend.
I’m told that it is not allowed to climb on the pyramids, but Gilbert also climbed one of the smaller pyramids.
That look on his face is the Gilbert I remember. He had that sort of confident, self-satisfied look on his face.
I write this with tears in my eyes. Gilbert was one of the best friends I had. I’m sad how life turned out for him, as well as for other whites I know here in Africa.
Gilbert was among the LAST of the young whites who were called up to fight the blacks in the final days of White rule when things were rather wild and our leaders were useless scum. I am VERY PROUD of Gilbert and those young guys who kept us safe back then!
Gilbert was born in 1974 and died in 2012 at the mere age of 38. Its sad.
He deserved better in life. I think too of the sad lives of people in my family, like my oldest nephew who died at the mere age of 40. He and Gilbert deserved better, they were good, decent white males.
Here is the story Gilbert told me of what he did as a young man fighting the black communist scum in the black townships of South Africa: Video: Decapitation: How the Boers dealt with violent crowds of Blacks Jan]