My mother was born and raised in a small town in north central Germany called Alsfeld. Her father ran a sawmill there. Some relatives, I'm not sure on which side of the family, also ran a bakery and a cartwright shop. Alsfeld is a medieval town that dates back at least several hundred years. Part of the old wall that once protected the town, still remains.
Mom is still alive and doing well physically, but suffers from Alzheimers. Although she is in generally good health, her short term memory is able to comprehend a time spell of less than five minutes. This makes conversation difficult, and many things impossible.
My oldest daughter Hailey traveled to Europe earlier this week. There are no great connecting flights to the part of Austria that she will be visiting. So she had to fly from Edmonton to Toronto, then on to Montreal and then on to Vienna. From there she took a train to St. Valentin in central Austria, where Margarit's cousin Martina lives. After a night there to rest and recuperate she caught a train to Germany. I understand that this was for about seven hours, and included at least three transfers. But eventually she made it to Alsfeld and is spending two nights and a couple of days exploring the area.
I have a million relatives on my Dad's side of the family, but on my Mom's side I only have one cousin, plus a bunch of distant relatives. The timing wasn't great, and things were a little short on notice, but my cousin Roswitha, who is only a few months older than me, was able to connect with Hailey briefly in Alsfeld. Sadly her two daughters, Melanie and Vivien, who are similar in age to Hailey, were not able to make it.
The site of the old sawmill is no longer owned by family, but many of the buildings still stand. I understand that Hailey and Roswitha were able to visit the site and walk around a little. I only visited this part of Germany twice.... once as an infant, and then again when I was in Grade 1. I can barely remember that second visit, and have not been back since. It was nice that Hailey was able to experience the background of her grandmother. Last year she did the same with respect to the birthplace of her grandmother on Margarit's side.
After she wraps up this visit to Alsfeld, Hailey is catching a train back to Salzburg. She will spend a couple of days there experiencing the history and exploring. Once that is wrapped up she will return to St. Valentin. Margarit, Annelise and Breaden will join her there and they will all be present for the wedding celebration of Martina's son David and his wife Elke.
Just listening to Hailey describe the perils of her travels is enough to convince me that I don't ever want to do it. I've said this for years, and every time I hear of someone else's travels I'm convinced that I don't want to do it. I'm happy to stay close to home, and don't feel any sense of loss at missing out on stuff further away. My philosophy is... if I can't drive, I ain't going. But all the same, I'm really impressed that Hailey had the courage to do this on her own, and I'm thrilled that she seems to be enjoying herself. This is a phone snapshot that she sent back earlier this morning....
I'm not sure exactly what the left building is. The central one is the church. And the one on the right is the rathaus. Every town in Europe has one, and this is essentially city hall. We westerners laugh at the name and think of it as a house full of rats. Not too far from the truth......








































