"You cannot legislate the poor into freedom by legislating the wealthy out of freedom. What one person receives without working for, another person must work for without receiving. The government cannot give to anybody anything that the government does not first take from somebody else. When half of the people get the idea that they do not have to work because the other half is going to take care of them, and when the other half gets the idea that it does no good to work because somebody else is going to get what they work for, that my dear friend, is about the end of any nation.

You cannot multiply wealth by dividing it."
Dr. Adrian Rogers 1931-2005

Sunday, April 6, 2014

Twenty-One years ago

Bill and I were living in a small village in Germany.
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  Our oldest was 3 and the baby was 9 months old.   We were a happy young family and loving having both boys as we were told after our first we would most likely never have any more children.

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The village we lived in had cobblestone streets, horse drawn carriages, and its very own brewery! 
I took this photo in July '93.

The village was a bit outside a castle and celebrated its 1200 year anniversary in 1993!  I loved living in Germany for many reasons.  Although we were military, we lived off base.  I wanted that as I had heard that many American wives never had reason to leave base and I wanted to really experience this great opportunity granted to our family.

I studied German, watched German television, and spoke daily in my remedial German to my neighbors, the store clerks, and to my children.  I shopped practically every day as that seemed to be the custom to ensure having fresh produce and bread.  I had a lovely German basket that I carried atop the stroller as I walked to the market.   Our next door neighbors lived in a three story house and four generations of the family lived there, and the baby of that family was born the day after we had our second son.

We lived near the train station so my boys were able to watch the trains every day with total excitement...but twenty-one years ago my life was about to change.  Bill and I knew it would, but I must say that my little German town still was very shocked because of our change.   Many of our neighbors were surprised at the way I looked as I would walk through town with the boys.  I pushed the stroller and our oldest usually stood on the stroller near the handles.  I loved our daily walks but as each day passed more and more Germans would approach me with questions about my condition.

I can look back and confidently say that I too was surprised by my condition.   I mean I understood it, but still, I would chuckle somewhat and look in the mirror and tell myself I was crazy...

1 comment:

Mrs.Rabe said...

Do you have Irish Twins?!

I love the way you are telling this story. I like that you enjoyed your experience there in Germany to the fullest!