December 23, 2017
Thirty years ago was Christmas in Nuernberg with Robert and meeting his family. Christmas eve dinner of smoked fish, garlic sauce and bread - and lots of champagne. Walking to the church for midnight service - and being overcome by the warmth inside and nearly fainting. Christmas day spent visiting his family relatives in turn - struggling to understand the local dialect, never mind speak it – noting the speculative glances. Recognizing the glint in his mother’s eye. Then traveling by train to spend New Year’s Eve with a second cousin in the military and being a fish out of water.