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Post by Pammy on Mar 9, 2014 19:36:33 GMT
Yep, Graf and its training range. Would you believe you can come to sleep right thru those training explosions? You also learn to involuntarily reach for the nearest picture hanging on the wall and pin it down so it won't fall from the BOOMs. We lived in Graf all of 1997, 1998 and 1999. One of my sweetest memories from our time there was upon clearing inspection as we were moving out at the end. Our little ones had colored with crayons all over one of the bedroom walls. I mean ALL over it. It was like December 18th and the German inspector came to clear us. I had cleaned our quarters like mad, but didn't repaint. Fully expecting a big ding and fine for that one, I prepped the inspector as I led him into that bedroom. I said, "Get ready for it...." He took one look at that wall, and said in his thick German accent, "Awwwww is CHRISTMAS," and didn't charge us one cent.
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Post by dcalton75 on Mar 11, 2014 2:07:42 GMT
That was very nice. I made it to graf first time in February of 2000. A week after getting in country. I wish there was a schnitzel truck that would come by my house here or even the little fried doughnuts with fruit that was near tiny px on training base. Lot of great memories as a single soldier in germany.
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Post by Pammy on Mar 11, 2014 4:25:07 GMT
My favorite thing to eat there in Germany was their wonderful "brochen" (don't know if I spelled that right). Basically, huge homemade white bread rolls with the softest insides and a lovely hard, yet chewy outer crust. They'd serve it with a soft, spreadable cheese. Oh man, I could live on that!
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Post by dcalton75 on Mar 11, 2014 17:35:25 GMT
For sure. The food is definitely what I miss most. Since I'm older it is the food and travel. When I first left it was the going out and the drinking. Not so much now.
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