This is a picture of me, around Thanksgiving, 1971 at my home in Neunkirken, Germany with a vase our neighbors gave me for Christmas. My first husband was in the Army, and I had gone over to Germany to live with him and await the birth of our first child. My son was born in Wuerzburg on November 14, 1971. Shortly after his birth, we found out that my husband was going to get an early release from the Army. So, we opened our Christmas presents early, then immediately packed them up for shipping home. I flew out of Frankfurt, on my way to Atlanta, the day before Christmas Eve. My son was one day short of being six weeks old.
After my husband dropped me off at the airport in Frankfurt, there was a flight delay that lasted about six hours. The delay caused me to miss my connecting flight from JFK in New York, so I sat in the airport in New York for another 12 hours, waiting for a standby flight. I finally got on a flight to Atlanta because my son was the youngest baby waiting, and I was running out of supplies of formula for him. I was so happy to finally arrive in Atlanta at Hartsfield Airport, way beyond exhausted. And when my mother picked me up? The first words out of her mouth were “Be careful with the baby.”
Reminds me a lot of my August 16 post. (smile)
Karen == your mom had her priorities straight ;>). Aren't we all like that as soon as we have grandkids?
Thanks for sharing — this was a great memory and the thought of all those hours in an airport — with an infant yet, oh my gosh.
Cig in hand. You look happy! Lousy flight.
Gaelyn: Yes, caught in the act! I smoked for many years, but gave it up in 2000. Now I wonder why I did it.
That is a great picture. Love the vase.
Cool clothes, Karen. You were right there in style, girl!! What happened to the vase?
Donna: Interesting story about the vase. It was really gaudy, it was red, orange and black, with a crudely drawn buffalo on the front of it. The German couple who lived next door to us had it in their foyer, holding umbrellas. When I commented on it one day, they told me that the husband had made it for his wife for their first anniversary, and they had been married for 20 years in 1971. So, it was made in 1951. I kept it for years, and when we sold our house and all our stuff in 2000, I sold it on e-bay for a high bid of $110.
thats a great memory and photo to go with. I love that you remember what your mom said!
Do you still dress like that?
I remember that vase, I also remember that I was at the David Cassidy concert in the big ATL the night my nephew was born (the little Versburger). I also remember how Seth looked in his baby seat sitting under the Christmas tree like a present…he was so chubby. & glad you stopped smoking…I quit November, '99 & I hope I quit soon enough…I don't want to have to tote my air around in a tank one day :/