This is getting a little neat kind of weird!
Visiting with my mom this weekend I mentioned the subject of my trip.
Brother digs up an old box she sends him for in the attic which contains
my dads old souvenirs, photo's, etc; a young Air Force Corporal in
reconstruction Germany 1952.
The old drinking buddy photo emerges, remembering myself as a child
sitting beside dad as he told me the story that I remember but fragments
of today. A *postcard* from the very place in question I didn't
Maier Gustl's Frankfurt a. M., Munchener Strafze 57,
We also figure there is a second establishment of the same
name/owner(s?) in Munich, but the postcard picture shows the marquee
"Maier Gustle's - Oberbayern". Can anyone confirm if this establishment
Second item of great interest was a story I was never told...<g> I know
dad visited somewhat distant relatives in some small town north of
Winterswijk, but a pamphlet jumped out at me I never saw before... the
"21 Maart 27 Maart 1952 Amsterdam" 15 cent town guide; mainly merchant
guide of the Kalverstraat. It appears the sexiest thing advertised
openly is Palo, purveyor of hosiery and lingerie "Nylon our Specialty"
appearing below a gracefully clad set of legs Kalverstraat 200... It
also appears the strongest smoke sold in town is Dutch tobacco Wasmann,
the Old Dutch pipe store, Reguliersbreestraat 7...<g>
So as circumstances continue to unfold, almost exactly 52 years after
1952, I will walk some of the same streets my father did... as his
great, great, great Grandfather did...
"Tim Kroesen" <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote in message
> My Dad had few proud possessions, but one was a rather plain pair of
> Leiderhosen he brought back from USAF service in Germany during the
> early 1950's. Still wore them regularly in the Summer for many years
> after... In doing some trip genealogy research I stumbled into some
> photo's he took while there; the usual stuff, US servicemen standing
> together and waving, hoisting a mug and such. Then the story came
> to me... "Meir Gustles" (sp?) was the name; the beery song they sang
> was still repeated occasionally in kind... Something about "der
> elephantisteer and what he did with sandpapir"...<g>
> Anyone have any notion as to where this place was, exact name and if
> still exists? One picture showed a large gauge antique model train
> setup running on tracks around the perimeter of the ceiling...
> Is it possible to still walk in those Fifty plus year old tracks of my
> Father and hoist a mug under the same model train?
> Tim K