A story from Tineke Graafland
I knew Pief during my 28 years at SLAC (1967-69, and 1974-2000). I don't remember when I actually met
Pief but it was sometime during my first year. I was immediately impressed by Pief's kindness and interest in what my role was at SLAC. Pief reminds me of stories
I heard about my father, who was strict yet honest. As the Dutch say "Recht door zee" (straight through the sea). I did not have the privilege of knowing my father as
I was only 4 when he died in a German concentration camp (righteous gentile for hiding Jews in the Netherlands). But back to Pief: there are many moments which
stand out in my mind; especially when early in my employment Pief and I rode the elevator together and Pief asked me to once again tell him my name. He then said
how much it bothers him that often he could not remember people's names, yet people remember his name. I told him that there was only one of him, but many of us.
To which he replied that such was not an excuse, and to never hesitate to remind him of my name! Pief was never too proud to give a hug!
- Tineke Graafland
Retired SLAC Personnel Records Administrator