It was December 16th of 1983. We were invited to the Nuremberg Christmas Market by a close friend "Susi Nachtmann."
Since I was a child I looked at Christmas a little different than most. It was a sad time in my life. My father passed away in late November 1967. Christmas was a time of celebration and anticipation for the normal child. My family was poor and the season just pointed out the glaringly obvious. My father was never coming home again and Christmas time just emphasized that.
I almost declined the invitation but I was talked into to going by my wife. I was married in March 1983 to a German woman.
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