European Stars and Stripes (Newspaper) - June 01, 1989, Darmstadt, Hesse Favorite place in Ilii min ifs Mil Milo i i . s i Titan is is inn is of of is lie Iel limn one 1/iini, wry Vii Fol / oin i if in i is us Imil a Loah Foj Oric i t in i Tir tipi t Nulf is our is Titi fort Mil incl Ilious in Luri Ipi. I if or Kilimis pit her a Mill Ihil i / / tin Ipi rum a Loscri my i if of in ill i la Wisl. .if1 irom tin1 Uultt t to ifs / Iris /co/in1. / Una in o hit vh7.iui". on i i if Musl inn pitl a i ofic. Hon ill lilt if or ileitis into i is wen1 is Uii a is i if i1 i if me a i s. from tul i ,1 Orci Uli of to i if wifi nov of in Illif psf a Fri nth Olaf comm s / i � is f Nicro /1.1/1 list lev with my i Inith " Aiu Liht r Wim to in pay in ii i " l ,1 /iim.i, my. Incisi i in Ovil i of a to Iii Tell fl.1 to Hirell r h.i4 f a. To ii of i f Hunt to the Hill v of Linin. Out Llu Iii he Curc Lii Tefr it lit in tilt i i Illy Lul Ivl his s i.iviirill1 / /.iii1. La emf " ill till a nit Fri if Mims i so / i of i i if i / in Wiir ii i Iii i1. \Inii-\-f.ir-o/f.f.i/ini1 k i Irvn Arnult \\rtiti1 of of it to / in. Annul or , \ i a wild. /.mm1 Lim no n i i in. U isl Rii Wim ii. A Rolf .111 i if res i i .111 Nihil of if in if ill a in. Ciff a off More 5 nines. Vinyl for on i if nil a i i c s Iff i if loj /1 i Linn in is i lie Lor / i i of. Soft or if .1 Sci Dpi son in if in if ii sri if. In i if a iffy Iri of h in frs con . Of i i if of if r f . I i a von or i if Lime him cello re to Ivr of i oven v our i Khz is Ino in of scions in Sivh if a l is. Rome by Eddie oelkers ii is in is in hour before Sunset in Koine. old buildings cd Riipus in Long , sunni Piid a Small a a. Streaks of Sunli Lii crawl up the flaking Reddish Brown Walls. Absurd Stone t features from the years spit Watt r mirth fully into a Fountain. These mythical figures with their Dolphin like faces seem to mock the passer by. Dusk brings on another Woodil in the i Vernal City. A world of lost glory and det cadence. Mot far from the colosseum lies the Market of Trajan. Once a commercial Center of ancient komi1, the iwo Story Brick Structure stands empty and silent. In Ani enl times the now ruined arcades flourished with roman life1. Now As the Blue Hae of darkness sets in do ens of cals emerge from the rubble prowling among the soldering archways like spirits of the Pas. Across the tiber illuminated colonnades encircle1 St. Peter s Square. The colossal doric columns seem to come1 alive in the shadowy Twilight like rows of giant roman guards. Rome is a City thai time has peeled away. The soul of rome1 is exposed in the evening Light. Ibis is what makes the City so alluring. Basel Switzerland by Michael Mowrer on a Winter morning Al ., thousands of people crowd the Basel , my Square and await the Start of Baseler casual Iii ibis i ily s catching or carnival. It begins the eerie filing and drumming of the costumed marchers raising Goose bumps on some spectators bringing sentimental tears to the yes of others. Basel s citizens March Fife and drum for three Days and nights with Breaks for sleep and sustenance. Most of the marching is anarchic but two organi de afternoon parades Fealie music and Star Vaggis costumed parodies of alsatian peasants who hurl confetti oranges and unintelligible Swiss German insults. Vaggis love to lure women up to their floats with Promise s of Flowers then grab them and stuff confetti Down their necks. At night people head out after dinner to watch filers and drummers play tunes reminiscent of the american revolutionary War or of scottish highlanders marching to Battle. At h You might see a Lone Fifer or drummer walking a slow half step along the Rhine celebrating a private casual i Swiss catching is sober sentimental and non c commercial. Memories of it will linger even longer Ihnn the confetti in your coat. 1 Ros Kude Denmark a by Diane Taylor in 1908 a woman stood on the Bank of the to skittle Hord in Denmark and cried As her husband sailed off to America. She watched the ship until she could no longer see it and the Sun set Over the water that night. She watched the Sun set Over the water every Day for three years until he came Back for her. Loge Lher they left tin same port to Start their new life in America. Seventy seven years later i married my husband in Rosmilde. We visited the old Home where the Man and woman once lived. We walked Down the aisle of the Rosmilde Cathedral just As they did on their wedding some eighty years previous. We visited the Giaves of their parents. We sat on the Banks of the fiord and held each other dreaming of the life we stripes Magazine june to 19s9
