Tag: Germany

Lest We Forget

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A poignant trio this Thursday. These stolpersteine (literally: stumbling stones) can be found in front of apartment or business houses were people used to live before they were deported and killed by the Nazi regime. I came upon these particular three in a town to the south of ours, as part of a remembrance campaign on 9 November, 83 years after the November pogroms in Germany. The English Wikipedia still calls it “Kristallnacht” (or “night of broken glass”), a term no longer used in Germany as it is considered a euphemism that does not do justice to the events.

Nevertheless, if you are interested in stolpersteine wikipedia is a good start to get information.

Thursday Trios

Remember Gutenberg?

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Most people know Johannes Gutenberg as the inventor of the movable-type printing press in the 15th century. He had a collaborator in Peter Schöffer, an alumni of the Sorbonne in Paris where he studied either law or theology. He improved on Gutenberg’s invention and was critically important in establishing the idea of copyright. Today he is considered to be one of the best printers, editors and booksellers of Europe who pushed the artistic boundaries as well as the economic possibilties of the book trade.

He was born in Gernsheim on the river Rhine where in 1836 they put up a monument in his honour.

He lived in Mainz and his estate was known as the Schöfferhof where later somebody established a brewery. To this day, Schöfferhofer is a well-known wheat beer brewed in Mainz.

Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Books or Paper

Catch It while You Can

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There are a number of reasons why nostalgia combines with snow in my mind. It always looks so clean and pristine when it is first fallen and gives even old buildings a new and shiny coat.

I always want to capture it very quickly because it lasts so seldom in our area. I often think if I don’t take a picture of it today it will be gone tomorrow.

Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Future Nostalgia

Today the Cat Would Get out by Itself

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A really old door. I remember when it wasn’t broken (which makes me old in turn, I guess). And I remember the story that my father had to climb down from window to the floor inside to rescue my grandma’s cat. Because the door was thick and strong and already rusted then and nobody had a key.

This is the whole tower where this is door can be found:

And yes, that is the back garden of my parents’ house.

The tower has been restored last year. I don’t like the smooth surface now but it was possibly the only way to keep it safe. Anyway, the gorgeous view of the other side remains the same:

The Ragtag Daily Prompt: Doorway of Past