Quite often, I get the following statement from strangers I meet: “You have got to be from the South!” I grin, nod, and proudly admit with a natural twang that both my husband and I are from the Bluegrass State of Kentucky. Needless to say, we stuck out at our first duty assignment as the Army sent us far away from home, over the Atlantic, and landed us in beautiful Germany (K-town for all of you that have shared the Germany experience). Although we were geographically displaced from family and friends, we couldn’t help but fall in love with all of Germany’s splendor: green rolling hills, pristine gardens, tasty wine, fresh bread and vegetables, friendly neighbors…
It felt like home.
