Some of you might wonder how I ended up in the US.
I lived in Ansbach, in Bavaria.
Ansbach (/ˈænzbæk/; German pronunciation: [ˈansbax] ( listen)) is a city in the German state of Bavaria. It is the capital of theadministrative region of Middle Franconia. Ansbach is situated 25 miles (40 km) southwest of Nuremberg and 90 miles (140 km) north of Munich, on the Fränkische Rezat (Rezat River), a tributary of the Main river. As of 2004, its population was 40,723.
Developed in the 8th century as a Benedictine monastery, it became the seat of the Hohenzollern family in 1331. In 1460, the Margraves of Branderberg–Anspach lived here. The city has a castle known as Margrafen–Schloss, built between 1704-1738. It was not badly damaged during the World Wars and hence retains its original historical baroque sheen. Ansbach is now home to a US military base and to the Ansbach University of Applied Sciences. (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ansbach)
When I moved there, you could still see a lot of Americans where ever you went,going shopping, biking, to the parks, to the public pool. Well you get the idea. Now not so much.
Location: Ansbach is located in the northern part of Bavaria, approximately 117 miles southeast of Frankfurt and 26 miles southwest of Nuernberg. U.S. Army Garrison (USAG) Ansbach consists of three separate U.S. installations and one satellite installation. Barton Barracks in Ansbach is the Headquarters Kaserne. Katterbach and Bismarck Kasernes are located in the village of Katterbach, three miles from Ansbach. Shipton Kaserne is the post’s training area and URLAS (right next to Shipton) is an on-going project – housing area, temporary lodging and also the new home of our Commissary and PX. Storck Barracks, located just outside the village of Illesheim is a sub-community of USAG Ansbach.
I lived down town. A stone throw away from the fresh Market and the Orangerie a beautiful place to walk, sit on a bench and relax or read a book. I didn’t really needed a car, I could get anywhere by bike or foot. Except to work, that was about a 35 min drive away.
But also there was this Pils pub right next to my apartment complex. Their beer garden ,( it wasn’t that big,just a few benches and tables, just so you get the idea) merged with our entrance to the apartment complex. I had a day off from my work, I worked in a Foster Home, and was chilling, had my windows of my apartment open in the 4th floor. It was a warm sunny day. All I heard was loud laughter. What got me nosy. I “knew” a lot of the people that came to the pub because I had to walk through the beer garden to get to my front door. But I have never heard that laughter before. I couldn’t see anything from my windows. So I decided to go downstairs and be a little nosy. I took my trash and left.
Well, the rest is history, we married about 3 years later and after another 3 years we moved to the US.
Yesterday, our oldest started NJROTC Orientation, and came home feeling good about making the decision to do this instead of PE.
Searching through all those pages triggered a lot of memories. My hubby still works for the Army , he is retired now, so no more deployments. He keeps contact with a lot of his Comrades over FB. Out of the blue he gets a call here and there and then you hear a lot of old stories.
Here are the Etsy finds: