A shiny white urn in the front of the church with in addition reservefiets. Fully opgeblonken by his younger brother and mechanic Stijn. At the rear of the herdenkingstafeltje with a picture of a koersende Stef Loos. Two children's drawings next to it with a cyclist and hearts there. “Keep thinking of those beautiful moments. That is what everyone says to us, but it is so difficult,” says mama Inn. “But of course there are. Dear son, you were pure, and sweet, and sensitive. A simple boy also. You have accomplished so much by never give up. You went for it, every day. You also enjoyed the song Live! Prachtjongen, my words end here, but I will always be with you, keep talking. Give us occasionally a call, hey.”
daddy Kris had nothing but praise for his son. “Course now but further. Choose the most beautiful bike out and give us occasionally a character he. We will ensure that your content is in tip-top order. Everything will shine, friend. Get ready, because on Sunday we course for you.”