No, no, I don't mean another beer and skiing story....
Anyway so there I was at school tonight chatting with one of the other teachers while we waited for the students' play to begin. We were talking life stories and he asked me where I was from and then how I got to California... loooong story short, I of course mentioned that I went to Europe and stayed in Germany for 12 years....
And he asked, have you ever been to Garmisch-something? To which I replied, you mean Garmisch-Partenkirchen? And he said, yes, in college I dated someone who grew up in Europe, and in fact lived most of her childhood years in Garmisch... and her father was the head of the base there or something.
So I thought for a half a second and said, oh, you mean Stan Kanarowski?
He almost fell off his chair... I suppose the last thing he expected was me casually coming up with the name. Anyway, the girl he used to date was Julie Kanarowski, the youngest daughter. (She was a toddler when I was first there but I didn't have the heart to acknowledge THAT part of the story.)
He thinks she lives in San Francisco now.
I know some of you OLD people remember Julie and Johnny and Anna -- and of course their parents! In fact I believe Madeleine posted a happy new year's wish on this site a few years back.