As a child, I often visited family in Rotterdam. My parents were born in that city. I grew up a mere 25 km or so away from it. Of course I was familiar with the horrid stories of how Rotterdam had suffered in WWII. It’s heart had been bombed heavily – entire parts of the city had burned and been destroyed. Yet, having lived most of my life away from The Netherlands, I didn’t really know Rotterdam (named for the ‘dam’ in the river Rotte) at all.