My grandfather Klaas Zijlstra (1905-1993) was a farmer and cattle raiser. He grew up in Fryslân and always wanted to be a farmhand it seems (his father was a housepainter). There was ambition too, from leaving school at 12 and moving out on his 16th, he sought out farmers to work for that had a reputation in cattle raising. In his early twenties he had a choice of job offers to run a cattle farm in Argentina and to run a cattle farm in Twente, in the eastern part of the Netherlands. His mother wanted to be able to visit him by train, so the Argentina offer was refused. He worked on the farm Stepelerveld near Haaksbergen, Twente, since its founding in 1928, which was meant as a model farm. It already had mechanised milking from the start for instance. The farm’s owner, Ebs van Heek, son of textile barons, and my grandfather had a strong interest in cattle raising, trying to increase milk production per cow. Before the farm was constructed in 1928 (now a national monument) work had already been underway to bring together and raise cattle for it on a nearby farm. I don’t know when my grandfather was hired exactly, he may already have had some role before the farm’s construction. Cattle was my grandfathers passion. After the farm was sold in 1963 and my grandparents retired to the nearby village Boekelo, there were photos of us grandchildren on the living room dresser right next to similarly framed photos of price winning cows. Central on the mantel piece was a photo of a bull. It remained there for over 30 years.
It may have been the same bull he took a train trip with.
The farm had a locally famous bull, named Adolf (this was the 1920s, so no stigma attached to that name yet). There was a cattle fair in The Hague, on the other side of the country. My grandfather walked the bull to the station, and joined it inside a cattle car, hired for the purpose, for the train ride to The Hague. When he arrived he sent a postcard to the farm, saying ‘gakz’, meaning ‘goed aangekomen, Klaas Zijlstra‘, arrived well. Postage was based on the number of words. This kept it to half a cent. Then he spent three days at the cattle fair on the Malieveld (the largest field in The Hague, used for fairs and demonstrations for some 400 years), where he shared straw with the bull to sleep on in the open air. The bull won first prize. He walked back to the station boarded a cattle car again with the bull for the trip home, and showed up on foot with the bull and a victory cup at the farm.
In the story, the station was sometimes Haaksbergen (the nearest, about an hour’s walk from the farm) sometimes Hengelo station (a 3 hour walk). Although Haaksbergen connected to Hengelo, it was a different station from the one on the line towards The Hague, so it may have been easier to go to Hengelo as they’d otherwise had needed two cattle cars, one for each line. Still, as the railroad company for the Haaksbergen-Hengelo connection was founded and owned by the same textile barons, to connect the factories, it may well have been Haaksbergen, or the also nearby Boekelo on the same line.
As a child I heard the story repeatedly but never really knew when that happened. Thanks to digitised archives I now have more details.
Earlier this week I came across a version of this story online, written by the farm owner’s daughter, and she placed it in 1929. Having a year I then searched the digitised news paper archives for cattle fairs in The Hague, and found it was actually 1928.
In 1928 the Netherlands hosted the Olympics in Amsterdam, from 28 July to 12 August. It was the first edition to be called ‘the summer olympics’. The national cattle fair and exhibition took place just before, from 23 to 25 July, and was dubbed the ‘Olympic cattle fair’ in the press. It was a big event (I found 230 paper articles across the country about it for that week). Opened by two government ministers giving speeches, visited by members of the royal family on each day, the queen mother and the prince consort, though not the queen herself. Prizes were awarded for many different categories of cows, horses, pigs and goats. A special mention in the press talks about a new ‘contraption to measure the pulling strength of a horse’ being demonstrated. Amidst all that was my grandfather, two months before his 23rd birthday, with bull Adolf on a leash. And won first prize.
Which fact ended up in the papers with a photo:
Klaas Zijlstra and the bull, Malieveld 25 July 1928, published in the Utrecht Daily on 27 July 1928, photographer and copyright unknown.
Look at that enormous and muscled beast, coming to shoulder height of my grandfather. And then imagine traveling and sleeping next to it for 5 days!





