The Monument was inaugurated in 1948, and is a poignant reminder of times past: the figure of the young Huguenot women at its centre holds a bible in her right hand and a broken chain in her left, symbolising the religious freedom that the settlers craved; she appears to be casting off a cloak of oppression and gazing upwards from her elevated position into a world filled with optimism. Behind her soar three arches, to represent the Holy Trinity, while a spire rises further with a cross at its crest and, just below, a golden sun. Beneath the globe she stands upon, representing the earth, is a water pool reflecting the monument, and its meaning. What an eloquent tribute to people who journeyed from one hemisphere to another to seek new lives!
In my novel the fictional wine farm, Du Bois Vineyards, traces its ancestry back to those early Huguenot settlers. Fili, the heroine, learns about her adopted French background from her grandmother, who had spent time in France as a child.
"It's our heritage," Grand-mère would look at me with appraising eyes, "and part of our future, too..."