Joe-- Who could forget any of those memories... as Bob Hope once said, “Thanks for the Memories”...
When I first got to Berchtesgaden in November 1972, I loved the mornings waking up in the Alps, blue skys and those strange new German ways, and of course the German Fraulines... any and all the things that were new. From Fashing to New Years what a memorial year the first year in Germany was!!!
Drinking beer out of a glass boot at the Hobelbank, - skiing at the Jennerbahn and who lived accross from the theater/PX? I have good memories of skiing at night with only moonlight and “IFR” conditions.... on the backside of the Jenner.
....and then came the summer of 1973.
More beer, tennis 24/7 - more young German girls and of course who could forget Italy, Salzburg Austria and those Leberkaes sandwiches indowntown B'gaden??
I remember when I was first introduced to German Sauna's in 1976, when it was cold outside and everyone to include young girls going to “Mixed Saunas“-- and how they all got totally naked inside the Sauna... how pleasently shocked and relieved to see those perk young German girls smiling back at me while we - ah-- got hot and sweated?
The worst memory? Steve Stahl wreaking my B'gaden Bauerntheather VW Bus while coming back from Oktoberfest 1973. Both us got detained until Tom Wotjal picked us up and two weeks later sent us back to our units.
Some twenty years later, there is only one that I remember that might have more memories of Germany and that is those with my wife and kids while living in B'gaden and Bad Toelz.
Hoorah!