This is what the country side looks like around Hessisch Oldendorf. This was taken from a point overlooking the valley with a nice old castle. This is country living at it's best. No city slickers around these parts :-)
I have many memories of our lavish balls with the British forces. They train their cooks in France, you know? (Or did)
This is the small place where I worked. I worked directly for the Senior Commander for Northern Germany.
This is a castle in Bukeburg, not far from where we lived. We used to take Sunday strolls on the grounds.
I think I'll just run up and visit this old castle a moment. Kristy spent days there on school picnics. Of course she also spent weeks skiing in the winter down South in the German Alps.
I do miss the cameraderie that we experienced as a result of that small, close knit society. I have been back many, many times ... and will continue to do so.
It seems as if we were always on the go. We wanted to experience as much of Europe as we could during our 3 years there.
Another thing to join the Germans in was Volksmarching. The medals you received for participating were fantastic!
The Germans make opportunity to take a stroll. We adopted that philosophy. I am walking on the grounds of Bukeburg Castle on a Sunday afternoon. Very enjoyable and relaxing after a nice Sunday meal.
As long as you dress appropriately, you had nothing to worry about. In fact, we were just out enjoying the day on this occasion.
When I lived there in late 70s and early 80s we had a very active social life. This is a mix of German, Dutch, and Spanish friends.
The winters there could be brutal. This is immediately outside our front gate taken from inside my very warm Mercedes.
This is all that's left of our location today. Now why do you suppose the German's would want to completely erase any evidence of our presence there?