Twenty-five years ago last January, Mike was introduced to a young American soldier in Germany. Later that month they decided to go on a weekend skiing trip to Andermatt, Switzerland. (M would like to interject a cautionary note: If it's been years since you were on the slopes, do not try to re-learn to ski in the Swiss Alps. You will find it very humbling--but that's another story.) On the way back up to Freiburg, they stopped in the city of Luzern, Switzerland, where M took this picture of the young man on a famous footbridge called the Kapellbrücke (Chapel Bridge). Mike calls the picture "The Mysterious Stranger," and it's one of his favorites. Can you guess who the "stranger" is?
You'll probably do better with this if you are a member of our tribe. That's because five months later, back in the U. S. of A., the young man joined our family when he married the gal who would someday become my adoptive sister Bonnie. If you're still in the dark, he's my adoptive brother-in-law, Fred! Here's a pic of Bonnie and Fred on that occasion:
Oops--that reminds me: I think I forgot to wish B & F a Happy Silver Anniversary last month, so I will correct that right now! BTW, do people often take medieval weapons to weddings? I've heard of the occasional shotgun, but swords?
2 comments:
Like! Hard to believe it's been 25 years.
In Lucern you were a few miles away from where my grandmother was born. Beautiful country, heh? And skiing in the Alps after not skiing for some time? No thanks.
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