January 10th 2019.In Memoriam: Tony Wilkinson, UK (70).Today we were informed by Jenny Wilkinson that her beloved husband Tony has passed away. We are very sad and our thoughts and prayers are with Jenny and their family. We have known Jenny and Tony (from the Isle of Wight in the UK) as long term André fans.
Tony’s passing must have happened unexpectedly, since he posted a big colored block on Facebook on January 7, with the words: “I want to go back to the 31st of December 2018. People wish you a happy and healthy New Year. But since the start of 2019 I have had a tooth ache. That’s gone. But now I have a back ache. Roll on February 2019!” This is incredible….. We are so sorry he left us so soon. We wish Jenny much strength in coping with this terrible and sudden loss of her beloved husband.
Jenny wrote us: “Tony suffered with Parkinson’s. Only just with walking problems. Yesterday we went to our usual shops, stopped for coffee during our time there. He felt dreadfully poorly. His pulse was very low and blood pressure low. We were at the hospital about 3 hrs. And they couldn’t revive him. There was only us 2 and a little dog. I have already decided on Highland Cathederal. Thank you for your kind words. Would love to see a memorial on your lovely site”.
Memories by Richard Oswick: ”In 2017 we were with Gary and his family on a break in the Isle of Wight. I remembered that Jenny and Tony lived on the Island and asked Gary if he was up to surprising them, which of course he was. So I sent a message to Jenny asking if they fancied a coffee and chat with Linda and me. We agreed to meet at a supermarket which had a cafe. We met them first whilst Gary stayed out of sight. The look on Tony and Jenny’s faces when he appeared, was classic. It was lovely to have a chat and photos, Tony said he knew another fan who was ill in Australia and Gary agreed to talk to him on the telephone without hesitation. We are so glad we made the effort to meet up with the Wilkinsons and give us all a happy memory”.
Limburg newspaper: Febr.12, 2019.Today an obituary appeared in the Limburg newspaper announcing that André’s mother has passed away on Febr. 8, 2019, at the age of 98. Ineke: We have never heard or learned much about this woman who raised six very talented and musical children. The only photo we could find, dates back to 1963, when the family spent a wonderful summer holiday in the Dordogne in France. From left to right: Robert, Jean-Philippe, Cilia, mother Alice, Gaby, André and Teresia.
In Memoriam: Alice C. M. Rieu - Kleijntjens, NL (98)Our heartfelt condolences go out to the entire Rieu family. We wish them strength in bearing this loss.The first sentence on the obituary (in French) says: ”I do not die, I enter life”.
To our immense sadness, we have to announce that our dear friend Joke Breedijk has passed away on February 18, 2019. We first met Joke in 2015, after we had heard of a senior André Rieu mime orchestra, in our hometown The Hague, in the Netherlands, and even in a neighboring district from where we live! To see what it was like, we attended a performance in a care center for senior citizens. We were flabbergasted! The idea to imitate André Rieu and his Johann Strauss orchestra in a funny way, was conceived at a garden party of the Muttersborgh senior complex in 2014, and presented as a comical act. Joke was the enthusiastic, artistic, musical leader and the driving force. Her neighbors from the senior complex loved André Rieu and so did Joke. Of course they asked the Maestro's permission, which they received. That is how the mime orchestra "Gouwe Ouwen op Volle Toeren" (Golden Oldies at full Speed) came into being and Joke played the role of André, created the costumes, instruments, organized the agenda, door-to-door transport, took care of the laundry, and basically did everything else! Performances took place in care centers throughout The Hague and surroundings and the group became a great success. They even were on TV and in the newspapers.In April 2018, fate struck. Joke was diagnosed with colon and liver cancer with a life prospect of 6 months. It was Joke's dearest wish that the orchestra would continue. Due to publicity in the media, nine volunteers came to the rescue to take over several tasks for the future. Joke held on to the reigns as tightly as possible for as long as she could. In between the chemo treatments she guided the new people, still made costumes and continued to conducted the orchestra herself until December 2018. In the meantime a notary changed the orchestra into a foundation served by a board. The municipality of The Hague made a subsidy available, which proves that the value of this kind of entertainment for the elderly is recognized by the Dutch authorities.In February 2019 Joke organized a party to celebrate the foundation with snacks and drinks, to toast the future of the orchestra and to see all her friends. She felt she was going to lose the battle.Joke has always been open minded about her illness. Lately she told me that she would definitely watch the July Maastricht concerts from Heaven. On February 18, 2019 she passed away. She will be in our hearts forever. May she rest in peace. Nellie Seesink, one of the orchestra members, will take over her role as André Rieu in the future.If you like to read more about this special entertainment group, click HERE.Photo credits: Tineke Arbacht. Photos taken on February 5th, 2018, two weeks before she passed away.
In Memoriam: Joke Breedijk (74), NL.
On April 10th 2019, the Dutch tabbloid magazine “Privé” published an article about the passing of André’s mother and posted the picture to the right. We post part of the article here.“It is known that the Rieu family has some issues and that André did not have much contact with his sibblings and mother. According to a family member, Alice Rieu was proud of her 6 children, 11 grand-children and 8 great-grandchildren. Her life was not easy, her husband was often gone, she had to raise the children by herself and that’s why she was often very strict”. Her youngest son Jean-Philippe agrees:
“Every human being has some history. My mother was left alone when she was 11 years old. Her parents divorced and she was raised by an uncle. Then you carry baggage for the rest of your life. I have no idea why she had to go to her uncle and could not be raised by her father or mother. Often I tried to talk with her about it but she would clam up. She had built a wall around her. It was a deep injury, a big trauma, something like a war trauma. Later on contact with her mother was renewed. She lived in our house. I was my grandmother's favorite grandson. She lived to be 102. My parents were often in Germany and then I took care of my grandmother who suffered from breast cancer. I gave her injections every day. She survived the breast cancer, was totally cured”. Jean-Philippe told us that his parents learned to know each other during the war. “They were married in September and in October she was already pregnant. There was always an unnatural balance between my parents. My father literally and figuratively played the first violin and stood gleaming in the attention while my mother remained in his shadow. The time in which they lived played a different role, then the relationship between a man and a woman was almost never balanced. My wife and I do everything together, and we feel good doing that. In their time it was different, actually my mother was my father’s servant. A few years after my father’s passing, at the age of 86, she decided to leave her beloved big white house in Maastricht, and moved to our neighborhood (Eijsden). She still drove her car to the South of France all by herself. To our surprise she chose to live in a renovated cow shed. Indeed it was big, with 3 floors. She wanted to have stairs to keep in shape. Since she lived there she flourished, was super happy. Mentally she was prima. Physically she suffered from old age ailments and shingles. She died in her sleep and I was with her.”Now that both parents have passed away, André may be able to close the period of his difficult youth. That will bring peace to the turbulent life of the Waltz King, whose abstinence brought him to the top of the world.