Friday, August 24, 2012

Friday Fun at the Beach

Well, it certainly looked like a wash when we awoke this morning.
Rain coming down by the buckets......winds blowing at high force.

Beach prospects appeared to be quite slim.

So, what do you do on a rainy morning at the beach?  Well the company was certainly entertaining.

 

 And there was help making some cinnamon breakfast muffins.


OK, so it's obvious that someone,(a.k.a. me),  will be needing to start watching calories soon, but what's better than some quality time spent in the kitchen when there are little hands to help?

And after breakfast, there was some snuggling with little friends:


Then there was some fun with baby while the parents went out:


I was having so much fun, I was surprised to see the sun shining just about lunchtime!

What a remarkable change in the weather!

So, of course, we headed on down to the beach for a full afternoon of fun in the sun, once again.




And to finish off the day, a little photo shoot set up by Daddy, but this Gramma snuck in a shot or two for your enjoyment.



Sure hope you enjoyed it!

Thursday, August 23, 2012

Making the Most of it

Today was a mixed bag weather wise, but we had some great beach time for awhile this afternoon.

But first, we managed to feed some turtles in the morning when we made a run to the Duck Coffee shop.

One lone turtle was soon joined by six when food was suddenly spotted!

The morning also involved Duck Donuts.....a real delectable delight.  Sorry no photos, but I can tell you that the maple frosted melted in my mouth!  Yumm!!

The afternoon once again involved some fun in the sun, surf and sand.




Yep!  It was a grand day.





Wednesday, August 22, 2012

A Perfect Day at the Beach

On a scale of 1 to 10, today ranked a 10 in my book.  The beginning wasn't so certain, but in no time the sun came out and we were greeted with bright blue skies, puffy white clouds and sunshine for the rest of the day.

And, we took advantage of it to the fullest.  What a fun time we had building a giant sand castle!


With a special seat for Gramma G to relax in!



Fishies were caught:  Two at a time!


And it was the perfect day for some kite flying as well.


And let's top it off with a beautiful, relaxing evening outside.


 Yep!  I'd definitely give it a 10!

Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Fifty percent?

Last evening's beautiful weather faded away overnight, and the morning brought cloudy skies once again, with a slight drizzle to start our day.  But it sure is hard to be too upset with the weather when one is greeted with this smiling face early in the morning:


The weather has never been a hindrance to fishermen in this family, so the guys headed out the door early to the beach while this little guy and I had some fun in the kitchen.


The weather prediction was 50% rain with a chance of thunderstorms, but I figured that meant that it could be 50% sun....right?

So rather than dwell on the negative, I convinced the little guy to make a trip down to the beach to check out the fish story.

He was adamant that he was not going off the steps since the tide was high, and I can't blame him since yesterday's giant wave had been quite scary....even for me!  So, we played it safe and checked out the fisherman from the steps.


The excitement started within minutes when Grandpa G caught a fish!


And we just had to go down and take a peek ourselves at the catch!


Believe me when I tell you that the photo makes this fish look much larger than real life!  

But, the tide was creeping up even higher, and we decided to head back to the house for awhile.

Within an hour, the weather changed for the better part of that 50% and the whole crew ended up heading to the beach for the entire afternoon.  We couldn't have asked for a better day!


 The kids had a great time

And so did the adults.  

The only one who seemed a bit anxious about today's activities was this little guy:


But we parted friends.....or let's just say that we didn't become enemies.

Tomorrow's forecast is 50% rain with a possible thunderstorm.  Wonder what that will bring?

Monday, August 20, 2012

Floating like a duck?

I am happy to say that we finally got a glimpse of the sky this evening....after dinner....just about kiddie bedtime.  I'm hoping that it lasts a little while, so that we can actually enjoy the fun that comes with the beach.....sand, surf and some sun!

So far, it has been a wet, windy & wild time.
We were quite surprised to head out early in the morning to find so little beach!  It was high tide, and the water was just at the dune's edge, something that we've never witnessed here at Duck in the past.

But that didn't keep the guys from having some fun!


Just for the record, I never actually saw any fish, but heard that Marty caught quite a few little fish.  Sounds fishy to me!

Here you see some happy faces, captured just minutes prior to a wave pounding over the dune....


Bye bye buckets.....luckily, the rest of us escaped unharmed.

With the weather and the ocean just a bit too rough for us, the afternoon required some indoor entertainment.  Of course, with this crew, that wasn't too hard to find.

Some adorable moments guaranteed to make you smile:


Some help in the kitchen, making muffins:


Relaxation in the afternoon

Gramma in the kitchen after the relaxing drink:


And, a chance for some quality naptime.


Can't wait to see what tomorrow brings!

Monday, August 13, 2012

The Story Without an Ending


Most of you know that I was drawn to Luxembourg in an attempt to find some answers regarding the MIA status of Marty's uncle, Pvt. Frederick W. Goempel, who, at the age of 19, joined the American forces in the ETO, but never returned.

I began with virtually nothing, but managed to piece a great deal of information together.  It took a lot of persistence on my part, and countless hours of reading, requesting, and waiting.  Years of work, sometimes put aside for a little while, but never put away, as something bugged me to pull it out again and look for new information.

Somewhere along the way, I was introduced to Ernest Kirpach, who willingly joined me in my search for information.

Ernest led me to Mike Boehler,  who eagerly answered my e-mail in Aug. 2009.  There were days where I did nothing but scan and send info to Mike, who reviewed each piece in search of clues.

Marty and I met with the DPMO on several occasions, and thanks to aerial photos supplied by these men, and a simple hand-drawn map from a man who was there in Feb. 1945,  JPAC finally took all of my research seriously, and sent a crew over in Sept. 2011 to this site.

Of course, I could not be there, but Mike and Ernest were, and thanks to the wonders of technology, I received first hand information within hours.  Despite the careful efforts of JPAC, no evidence was found to identify a spot where Fred may be buried.

But, there was a new development that Mike identified when he was on the field with JPAC.  It became quite obvious that there was an indentation in the ground that ran in zig-zag format from the bunker in the woods to another bunker further inland and somewhat up the hill.

Earlier this month, we headed all headed out to the site.


It may be difficult for you to see, but there is definitely an indentation in the ground that runs from the tree in the center, towards the bunker which would be on the right of this photo.
There's no missing it now that we know that it is there.  Mike has accumulated enough information to substantiate that Company F, 11th Regt. 5th Infantry Division was in this spot on Feb. 9, 1945.

When I first began my search, I could never have dreamed that it would come so far.  One could say that we have proven nothing regarding Fred's final resting place.  And that would certainly be a valid argument.

But those of you who have taken the time to read the story and review my work, know that we have a reason to believe that Fred lies here in these woods, more than likely within yards of this old tree.  We cannot prove it....but when you stand there in the woods....somehow... you can just feel it.

I am blessed to have had the opportunity to walk the ground where Fred once stood.  And although this search for information began as one frustrating obstacle after another, I can say with all honesty that this has been one of the most rewarding efforts of my life.

I have met two of the most awesome men who have made my dream a deliberate goal in their lives.  They receive no payment....only the satisfaction in knowing that they have offered some consolation to a family an ocean away who have wondered all of these years about the fate of their loved one.

I cannot thank these men enough.

I found this quote from a book that makes a statement far better than I could ever write:


"...26,694 American soldiers found their last earthly resting place in the cemeteries of Margraten (the Netherlands) , Henri-Chapelle (Belgium) , Neuville-en-Condroz (Belgium) and Hamm (Luxembourg) .  A further 3,006 fell in battle but have no grave , no cross , no Star of David .  Their remains lie desolate in foreign soil , far away from their homeland .  No human hand has been able to protect their secret grave from sorrowful loneliness .  No flower has ever adorned their last resting place .  No priest has ever walked around , blessing the graves .  No one has ever spent time at the grave in quiet remembrance .  There is no one who has stood there in silent conversation .  They have passed away without leaving a trace of them behind .
The blood of all these people was shed to free our homelands .  It is part of our duty to keep the memory alive of these Americans who died and this remembrance may never cease .  It is the duty of the living to remember the dead .  Whether we are from the Netherlands , Belgium or Luxembourg , we all have the Americans to thank for our national identity , our independence , our freedom and our well-being .
These sons of America , who fought for months or years here in Europe against an unrelenting enemy , have a right to our permanent appreciation and our eternal gratitude..."
Camile P. Kohn , Luxembourg .

(Excerpt from : Foreword War Graves .  Book :  " Im Schatten der Wälder . In the Shadow of the Forests . Dans l'Ombre des Forêts . In de Schaduw van de Bossen ." by Armand Blau 1996 , Imprimerie Saint-Paul S.A. , Luxembourg)


And, I, for one, am thankful for that eternal gratitude.


Friday, August 3, 2012

Last Day in Luxembourg

We began the day at Luxembourg American Cemetery.  As you can see, the weather was, once again, quite accommodating.

Our reason for visiting was to, once again, pay our respects to the men and women who lost their lives liberating Luxembourg from the Germans. 
There are thousands who bear their names on white cross markers.


And hundreds who are still missing, whose names are inscribed upon the Tablets of the Missing.


Marty's uncle is remembered at the top of this column: 
Goempel, Frederick W. Jr.    Pvt.    11th Inf. 5 Div    Pennsylvania


And there are the markers of those whose bodies were never identified.


While we were gazing upon the markers, we heard a Glockenspiel chime out the tune to our national anthem.  A memory not soon forgotten.

We left the cemetery and headed to Pettingen where a 10th century castle ruins still stands.  Our GPS decided to take the long way and we soon found ourself in downtown Luxembourg City, at the height of lunch hour traffic.  So, what should have taken 20 minutes ended up taking an hour.  

We were happy to have finally reached our destination.


Although the ruins are lovely and the town of Pettingen quite charming, our stomachs were growling by now and we headed into Mersch to have some lunch and enjoy the scenery. We weren't disappointed.


What a picture perfect day we were blessed with on this last day in Luxembourg.






Dinner was at a restaurant of Ernest's choice:  Sieweburen.  All I can say is that it was FABULOUS!

We had such a marvelous evening and every morsel was delicious.  We had an extremely entertaining waiter with the cutest French accent whose main purpose was to make us happy.  When he saw my camera, he immediately asked if he could take our photo.  How could we resist?


The man was so excited with his picture taking abilities, that when we ordered dessert, he insisted on taking another photo!


I think he said he summed up our trip quite well when he looked at the view finder and said, "Ooh la LA!"