All I can remember is a huge farm house with a big court yard and steel ornamental fence on the front. Mom married a German soldier in '42 and she stayed till given Russian occupation ultimatum in '45; divorce or move., I remember a barge with many women and kids, babies, baby carriage and feather bed, (just the feather cover ) and that's all. I've never been back. Mom, 85 , goes back every year.She had 5 sisters , 2 still alive, one last jear went to a extended care old age home. I know that one of my cousins family has a vinyard and sell their own wine. Mom brings back momentos every year for all of us. This year my sister went with her.
The odd time I feel nostalgic and wonder whether I should leave myself with the memories i have or take a chance and go - taking the chance of having my idea of the old place, "The Burst Bubble syndrom " I think it;s called, destroyed. Also called a reality check. LOL
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