1950, My Beginnings

This was our first home. Not much, but that was standard for the times, a so-called „quanset“ hut!

To start off with, I was born on Feruary 23, 1950 in Annapolis, Maryland, USA. My dad was with the Navy and stationed there and as far as I know, he actually taught at the Navy academy.

          

                                                                                                                  so, even then I liked cats!!

already bekomming a coke addict !! here with my mom

 and here with  my dad!

  

and here is my dads mom with me and my older brother, Bob.

 

Then of course Christmas was celebrated:

   

1957, our new home in El Cajon

After a 3 year stay in Cuba, dad got transfered to San Diego. And of course we needed a home. We found one in a city just East of San Diego. Not special, but big (4 bedrooms and a garden). Of course it was quite bare when it was new…..no grass, no plants, nothing.

here are the 3 of us at the back door. 

We soon added a patio….nice shade for getting out of the often very hot Sun.

1976, Regina arrives

winter near our new home in Rodgau-Jügesheim 

              This buggy was so great!!

Carsten really enjoyed his sister.

I’m missing some great photos of him looking at her in her craddle. If I find them I’ll add them here.

Regina being busy in the corridor in front of our apartment.

Christmas 1977

and she got her favorit doll which she kept for many years

me and Michael enjoying the holiday

and Michaels sister, Petra, came to visit.

The stay here at the Offenbach Hospital was soooooo much better then the one in Frankfurt where Carsten was born. 

1974, Carsten arrives

Just before Carsten was born we moved into a new and larger apartment in a nieghboring village, Jügesheim. It was really necessary.

On March 6, 1974, my son, Carsten, was born in a hospital in Frankfurt, Germany. It was the same hospital that Michaels father was born, which is why we chose it. My stay there was horrible! Back then it was usual to stay for at least 10 days, whether necessary or not. And nursing wasn’t supported either. And when I left my room for a walk it was extremely boring. All the babies were in a room with curtain, making it impossible to see them. Here are a couple of pictures from the first days:

These pictures above were taken at my parents home in California. He was a good traveler….

he was such a cutie!!!

The following pictures were taken on a visit to Herzberg/Harz where Michaels parents lived.

Going for a stroll. As you can see, I was pregnant with the next baby.

 

 

 

luckily no train came:

  

visiting his great grandpa in the USA…..