3-16-2015

The next few month were very stressful. I finally told all of our friends. It was so hard to think I would never see them again. I cried so much at night. My heart was so often in my stomach. I did not even want to think what my mom was feeling. The hurt of leaving our home and leaving everything behind. My dad was so excited I don't think he even realized how hard it was for us.

I had to get all the immunizations the U.S. had told us we had to have. I was always sick as a little girl so I had no immunizations. The doctor said he was worried when I would get them now, that he had no idea how I was going to react. Without them we could not go,  so my wonderful Doctor gave me the once I had to have. I still remember the doctor had to use a small knife to cut my skin and pour a liquid in it. It hurt so bad. I finally had it done and I thought this was it. But I started getting very sick. My fever was going higher and higher. My mom was getting scared. The doctor told her what to do to get the fever down. But it would not go down.My Mom made compresses with Vinegar and sat at my site the whole time. I remember hallucinating and being in a world of my own. It was not a nice place to be. It took a while for me to get through this. But I did and life went on. I still have the scar to proof it. My parents had to sell the car and friends of theirs were going to sell all the furniture. I was able to take some toys and all my clothes. My mom took her sewing basket. It meant the world to her.  

I cant believe it but it still exists.

3-12-2015

Our drive home from Frankfurt was so silent you could hear a pin drop. Everyone of us was in their

own thoughts. My stomach was turning. Wow what a Birthday.

When we got home we went to Bed,  it was a hard Day. Before I fell asleep I heard my Mom crying.

 It broke my heart. I knew it was because my Mom did not want to leave. My dad always had  fun

when we were doing something new. His Adventurous  nature made Life fun. But this time it was

something really big.

When I thought of America I thought of Indians and cowboys and old run down Towns. It was kind

of scary,  yet exciting.  What would this new Land be like? Are people running around with guns like

in the Cowboy movies ?Or is it the wild wild west? What do people eat there? All these questions

were going through my mind. But the scariest thing was not knowing the language. America seemed

so far away. Not like nowadays where you are there in no time at all.

From now on everything we did was with moving on our mind. We could not take much so it was

very hard to decide what to take with us. We thought about this all the time. My dad tried for us to

still have a lot of fun. We went camping, visited friends and family and did those things that we

would never be able to do again. My mom decided to give me a going away party. What a great idea.

So we started to plan who to invite and when to do it. We decided to do it a week before we would

leave.

Then my dad ordered a huge crate for us , so we could pack and get all our thing in it. When it got

there it was such a hard thing for the men to bring it to our Apartment. We lived upstairs in the 3rd

story. No Elevator of course.

This box was so big I could walk inside and play.




All of our possession would go inside here.Wow that is not a lot for everyone.

3-4-2015

The Day started just like any other Day.It was my Birthday June 30th. 1964. and my dad is taking us to Frankfurt (Germany) to check out what you have to do to immigrate to the U.S.A. My Dad always had these out of the ordinary ideas.This one sure was. Mom told us it will be a fun trip! We had not been there before.We will see, was more what I was thinking.
We drove forever. We sang and tried to count all the red cars.
When we finally got to the consulate my stomach was growling. I was so hungry .My parents kept saying we'll only be a minute. Well we went inside. There was a huge room. In one corner was a place to take pictures, there was an examining room  in the other corner, really cool looking. And then there was an information desk,  a desk where translators were and in the way back was a store with souvenirs.
We kept standing in line for this and that. So boring. I kept thinking. This is my Birthday?
I kept playing with my doll I had with me." When will we go, " I was thinking.
We were sitting again waiting for something , when a lady said we could go into the consuls office. My mom said oh that is odd to just get info.
But ok.
Well ,we went inside to the consul. He asked a lot of questions to my parents about money and other personal things. I kept thinking that is none of his business. But when grownups talk, kids were quite. I would have never thought of budding in.
All of a sudden, he made us all get out of our chair, raise our right hand, even me and say "JA".
I almost laughed out loud.Then He shook my parents hands and congratulated them. My dad bowed his head and my mom just stood there. that was unbearable.We went outside the room and i was aloud to pick a  gift in the store. I got these dancing dolls. Now that was fun for a change.In the car my parents looked at the paperwork. and it said that we had until October 30th. to leave for the United States of America. there was a silence that was unbearable. I don't even want to know what my Mom was thinking.
Then my dad said"well at least we can still go on vacation.We started saying all the different places in Germany we wanted to go visit before we would leave Germany for ever and ever.
Suddenly it hit me, we were leaving home for good. No coming back once we left. My friends!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh my god I loved my friends. My girlfriend Karin and Schorschi and Gerd.
I got this feeling of throwing up. This can not be true .Oh what have they done!!




This is a picture of Frankfurt.