December in Nuremberg, Germany was magical. The market place in the center of town was filled with the Christ Kindles Markt (Christ Child Market). 100 canvas-topped booths featured delicious German foods such as gingerbread and spicy sausages hot off the griddle, brass tinsel angels, delicately handcrafted wooden toys, model trains and candles. I didn’t want…
Merrill Barracks in Nuremberg, Germany became my new home. I was transferred out of the motor pool up the battalion headquarters where I was to be the new personal secretary to the battalion commander, Col. Garrison. The 71st Maintenance Battalion headquarters resided in Merrill Barracks, an enormous structures that took up an entire block. It…
Working in the motor pool turned out to be a pretty good job. The guys there took me under their wings and became my over-protective big brothers. And the motor pool sergeant decided it wasn’t all bad to have a friendly female face to come to work to every day. As the days and weeks…