In February of 1989, Steve got orders back to Germany and the girls and I were not happy. Kristie had wanted to graduate from a high school in the United States. She had been a freshman in Virginia, a sophomore in Kansas and now she would do her Junior and Senior years in Kaiserslautern. Holan’s school days in Germany had been terrible and I was not sure it would be a positive move with her learning disability. But the Rotchfords were heading back to Darmstadt so off we went. We were an hour and twenty minutes apart. Still closer than in the States but with the girl’s school work and activities, the guys work schedules it wasn’t like living in the same city, We got together as much as we could. The Rotchfords came to Kaiserslautern for New Years Eve so the adults went out to the Officer’s Club for …
As we settled into our lives in Virginia Beach and the Rotchfords into El Paso, it was much harder for us to spend time together. The cost of flying for four was too much not to mention the activities of the girls and job requirements for the guys. Now looking back on the years of 1985 to 1991 there isn’t much to recall how often we saw each other. The Rotchfords came to Virginia Beach and we took in the sights of the shipyards at the Naval Base. Once again, we loaded up the van and traveled up the coast to Washington, D.C. Our family traveled to D.C. earlier in the year so we knew exactly what we would do with the Rotchfords. It included all the normal sights and a VIP tour of the White House. We lived on a small lake, so the girls spent time feeding the …
It was the summer of ’82, the guys had been working at CRC Lauda for a year. There were approximately 30 to 35 US Army Officers & Enlisted assigned to the unit. They worked side by side with a German Luftwaffe Tactical Fighter Control Unit which fell under a NATO SOC Command. Their responsible was for the air defense of Central Europe and the Fulda Gap. They went to work in the dark, come home in the dark and worked in “The Bunker” at Bad Mergentheim with no windows. It was time to find a new job and come out of the dark! Steve became the Battery Commander of 10th ADA Group and Fred became an Operation Officer at Headquarters 32nd AADCOM. So the two families packed their stuff and off to Darmstadt we went. Lupe and I were busy with our volunteer work with the schools, church, Officer’s Wives …
We were at Ft. Bliss, TX in 1981 when Steve received orders for Germany. This was our second tour to Germany, the first being to Nürnberg in 1973. Steve traveled to Würzburg in April while the girls and I stayed with Dad and Jean in KY. The girls and I could not travel until Steve found housing for us. Once Steve found an apartment in the little town of Rottendorf, east of Würzburg. we had orders to travel in June. Over the two months, every letter Steve wrote was about this couple he had met. They were the perfect couple, from El Paso, TX, we had so much in common and they had two girls, younger than Kristie but older than Holan. He was so excited about us joining him so we could all be together. As we arrived in Frankfurt, his excitement continued. We were invited to Fred’s promotion, …
On December 10, 1954 my parent purchased the house at 509 Silkwood Ave. It was a single family home with 904 sq ft. Across the front of the house was was a living room, dining room and a kitchen with a washer and dryer behind louvered doors. Today this would be known as an open floor plan. The living room had a very large picture window, with smaller windows in the dining room and kitchen. There was a small T shaped hall way created by walls from the living room, the laundry area and the bathroom. In the T part of the hallway, a cedar chest sat where the telephone was located. The chest was also used as a place to set while talking on the phone. Across the back of the house was a bedroom, bathroom and the second bedroom. The house was a small square with an offset …
It was moving day and Miss Tobie, our grandcat, was not sure she liked her new home. At the new apartment, we placed her in the cloth kennel so she wouldn’t run out the door as the moving truck was unloaded. A few years before this, she had fallen asleep in the window, the screen fell out, she tumbled down to the trash can and she was gone. For three days we search high and low for her. Late one night, she was heard outside of the house. Looking around the yard, she was not found. Heading back into the house, a quick glance up at the bedroom window and there she was. She must had seen her chance to get back in the house when the door was open. Everyone was very happy she was home but we did not want a repeat of that experience! This is the …
Ran across this video today and it brought back memories of Dagwood and Daisy, my granddogs playing during a visit to San Antonio back in 2014. After losing their first dog, Lucky, the kids decided after a few months it was time to add a dog into their home again. They went to get one dog and came home with two. Dagwood and Daisy were in two different locations and had never met. As you can see from the video they had a happy life together. They would play three or four times a day and it was so much fun to watch. Daisy is the one making most of the noise and the smaller of the two. Daisy was diagnosis with cancer and was gone in a few months. After this Dagwood had much quieter days.
It was 26 this morning and the fountain froze up. This is the progress of the defrosting. Looks like it’s going to be nice here today after rain yesterday!
As soon as I could, I preordered this book. The day it arrived I started listening to it. After the first few minutes I knew I was going to enjoy this book. Michelle does the audible, her voice is so calming and the story telling is wonderful. Her descriptions of people, places and events makes you feel as if you are right there with her. The book starts with her childhood, her brother, her neighborhood and her family. She lived in South Shore neighborhood of Chicago with her lower middle class parents, who had high expectations for their children. Her father was a boiler operator with MS. She tells the stories of going to Princeton, then Harvard Law and then to going to work at an ultra prestigious Chicago law firm where she met Barack. From there she shares with us her struggles with Baracks political ambitions. She talks about …
It was a late summer morning around 8:00 when the phone rang. As the conversation unfolded, I laid in bed listening to one side of the conversation. It took a minute or two to realize what was being said but not understanding exactly what it meant. The phone was hung up then quickly picked up and a number dialed. She asked to speak to her husband and in a very short time she started pouring out the other side of the conversation I had not heard. A man had called and wanted her to know that his wife and her husband were having an affair. As a child of 12, I am not sure that I knew what that meant. However, I knew from the tone and tears it must not be good. She desperately wanted him to tell her that it was not true. He must have reassured her …
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