MS KING
I remember when I went there and it was just a few doors away from my house. And her sister-in-law was down from Johannesburg and, when they saw me, they were also surprised to see me. And then they said a little prayer while I was there and they said I must go out the following day and go look for my husband.
     And I remember that evening I still took my children - I remember when we went to sleep then I prayed again with the children and we all slept in one bed.  And the following morning a friend of Henry's came (his name was Martin) and another one (he used to work for a funeral undertaker). And another friend and, I think, one of his brothers. Then we went looking for Henry.
     And, I don't know... we were driving towards Claremont. Because now we - because as they said they were - they looked all over and they couldn't find him. And now we thought, okay, we might just go and look for him in... in Wynberg.  First at the hospital there and come back from Wynberg doing Cape Town and so on.  And while we were in Claremont  we changed our minds and we said, okay, let's rather go to Groote Schuur Hospital. And on our way there, as we passed the mortuary,  we decided to go to the Salt River mortuary before going to the hospital.
     And when we parked the car, this white chap who worked at the mortuary... I remember him saying to Martin (this friend who was driving me there)... he said to him" Man hier le 'n man wat nes soos jy lyk ek het gedink dis jy". There was something wrong because the whole time I thought, okay, I don't think that he could be dead. Maybe he could of skipped the country, or whatever...you know.
     And it was only then (because Henry and Martin they were supporting those Afro hairstyles at that time they looked, you could have thought they were brothers)  and so, really, we went in and they pushed him on a trolley in the passage there.  And there was a glass - a partition- a glass partition. And then I saw him, but I said, "But he looks very funny you know".
     And it's only when I looked again that I saw why he looked funny.  And then we went home and on coming home I sent Martin and them to our parish priest (whom I see is here also) Father Dick, to go and tell my mother-in-law what happened, because I stayed behind in the house with the children. Then the people came in and then my mother-in-law come up later that evening to be with me.