It was an evening of beautiful words, of great words, of intensely sad words, of sweetest words. From his colleagues at RTL Boulevard all of whom cherished their own memories of Peter R. de Vries. From other people who have had a lot to do with him professionally. From unknown people who had been drawn to Lange Leidsedwarsstraat like a magnet to lay flowers for a man they only knew from the TV screen. And from Peter himself who, asked about what it eight o’clock news should report at his death, once, without hesitation said: that I was a good father.