A Christmas Eve memory.

A Christmas eve memory from 1985. I was in Frankfurt, Germany….freezing my backside off in the middle of the night….pulling guard duty outside the heavily restricted entrance to the Frankfurt PX (which had been car-bombed the month previously). An old, somewhat junky BMW sputters up…and stops….full of a very jovial (and I’d imagine a wee bit inebriated) group of German nationals. The driver rolls down the window and thrusts a bottle of wine at me…and they all shout “Frohe Weihnachten! Wir lieben die amerikanische Militärpolizei!” and they all start singing, as the car sputters off. This unknown group of folks….made a very cold, lonely 19 year old a whole lot more cheerful….I have never forgotten this gesture of good cheer.

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