Tag Archives: World War 2

The Passing of The Oriole’s Song

  The Last Question   I do not remember                     what my father said           when we last spoke.   But my mother remembers       … Continue reading

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STAHNSDORF – An American Red Oak for my Father

My plane was delayed by two and a half hours.  Needing only hand luggage for a five day stay I breezed past the baggage carousel at Berlin-Tegel, but the taxi ride added to the delay due to traffic jams on … Continue reading

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