Paul Revere Village And US Army Military Base In Karlsruhe, Germany.
Brandenburg Gate was closed when the Wall went up.
Our Days On A Military Base.
ONCE A BRAT ALWAYS A BRAT.
I am a military brat. We lived in many different places but Karlsruhe was my favorite place. I loved Karlsruhe lived there when I was a teen. Germany has very pretty cities with many castles. The Black Forest in Germany is beautiful and worth visiting. I have not been back but would someday love to return and visit Paul Revere Village again. It doesn't belong to the military now, but it is still called by its old name.
We stayed at Fort Hamilton in Brooklyn before getting on our ship. We also stayed there when we came back from Germany. All military families stayed there at the time. We entered Germany at Bremerhaven and then took the train to Karlsruhe.
The ship shown in the picture below is the Patch we went to Germany on it. We came back on the Darby.
The ships were fun to be on. I never got seasick, but many did. From the ship, we took Germany's fast train. We sleep in the sleeper compartments.
The military had a base in Karlsruhe. We were sent there to be with my Dad who was in the Army. We lived on Paul Revere Village on the military bases. We were on the third floor of our building. I could look out my bedroom window and see the baseball field and the school. My Mom never knew we often took the screen off and hung out the window yelling to kids we knew walking by on the sidewalk below.
We were there when the Berlin Wall went up in August 1961. It was scary, family back in the states wanted us to return to the states. There was a talk of war at the time. We stayed and things calmed down.
The military base had a bowling alley, snack bar, and PX, Commissary and movie theater. We were kids; we ran all over the base and went just about anywhere we could go.
We went off base to get our hair done and to buy bird food for our parakeet and often took a taxi downtown to shop. The taxi ride was cheap.
The Carnival came every year and there was a big beer tent at the carnival. We spent a lot of time at the carnival. My brothers and sister sing in the talent shows there. I wouldn't sing, you would never catch me singing, no one would want to listen
If my mother knew some of the things I did she would have a fit. She's 90 and I still haven't told her about the places we went.
She often thought I was staying at a friend's house, safe and sound with the parents there. We walked off the base in the middle of the night, past the French compound. No one ever walked past the French compound, we were told, but we did. We would go to my friend's house she lived off base and we would have to climb up on her balcony to get in the house, she never had her key. Her parents were never home. All we did was have a slumber party we never had boys over. Her parents would eventually get home and poke their heads in the door to say good night to us.
Please be sure to check the 2012 pictures of Paul Revere below.
November 11 was the start of Faching and goes on for three months. What a party it was.
We would go into town and join in the fun.
Germans love to dance and have fun. I know we weren't supposed to be there.
We hung out in bars downtown. I never did drink, no kidding. I always got a coke and a shot and gave my shot to someone else. On the weekend, you could only buy liquor in the bars. They were coffee houses during the week. We went into a restaurant off limits, like any teens breaking the rules.
We sure knew better and what trouble we could have gotten our Dads into because we were breaking the rules.
We once went all the way to Frankfurt just to go skating. Without Mom and Dad's permission. While there we saw Priscilla Presley. She was standing across the rink from me and someone pointed her out. Just a cute little teenage girl at the time.
Slide Show of Karlruhe and Paul Revere VillageClick thumbnail to view full-size
Naval Ship General Alexander M. Patch
Ships like the Patch and Darby, ships of the globe-circling fleet of Navy and commercial ships operated under the Military Sea Transportation Service. This Navy agency provides ocean shipping for the United States armed forces and other authorized agencies. We went Germany on the Patch and came home on the Darby.
There was the main village than all in around us were other barracks. One of those barracks had the swimming pool where we would spend most of our summer. Ride the bus there and come home when it closed.
There was Smiley Barracks, Rheinland Barracks, Neureut Barracks, Phillips Barracks, and Germersheim Barracks.
We also spent many days at the bowling alley, teen club and the snack bar. Snack bar was where my friends and I hung out the most.
I remember going to Smiley Barracks with the drill team and marching on the football fields sometimes in mud.
I was also in chorus and we would sing in churches downtown. They were such beautiful churches. We would go there on the bus and never get back on the bus. My friends and I would head out someplace else. They never counted heads or looked for us. I wasn’t in chorus because I could sing I was in the class because I needed it for a credit.
Below is the map of the village. Where did you live? Click to enlarge it.
Chimney Sweeps were common to see around town. They always seem to look so strange not something Americans were use to seeing.
Chimney Sweeps In Germany
It was so hard going back home. We had to leave friends, boyfriends and good times behind. You may never see these friends again. We always knew we would never be in one place more than three years.
We moved to El Paso, Texas. Daddy was stationed at Ft. Bliss. We lived in Lower Valley of El Paso. The school was a shock to me it was so big so many kids. I had never been in a school this big. I lived in Upper Valley El Paso when I was 13 went to a small school. Then we lived in Arkansas and l went to a small friendly high school. After Arkansas, Karlsruhe was also a small friendly high school. All at once I'm in this large unfriendly high school. I hated it. It was so hard to adjust to the states. As military brats, I'm sure all of us have gone through this. It was always a struggle to fit in no matter what schools we went to. We were accepted as military brats in Karlsruhe.
Adapting to new civilian schools was not so easy we weren't always accepted in these schools. If the school was on base it was always easier but when the schools were off base it was not easy. Being military brats even teachers didn't care for us. We were stationed at Ft. Niagara when I was in grade school I knew for sure the teacher didn't like me there. She yelled at me everyday for being late. I wasn't late our bus was late and I sure was not driving the bus.
I hope you have enjoyed my memories of Karlsruhe.
Pictures of Paul Revere Village 2012
My friend Tina took pictures of Paul Revere Village for me and sent them. The pictures here are what she sent. The maps are where she shot the pictures. She said the balconies on the apartment buildings were added in 2008. The apartment building is the building I use to live in.
She said in the parking lot every Saturday there is a flea market. It was called an ami-fair when the Americans were there. She said her parents went because the loved the American ice cream.
It has definitely changed, but it is very pretty I think.
Paul Revere 2012
Military Wife Poem
Military Wife Poem
I liked this poem and hope you will. I was not only a military brat but a military wife for a very short time.
Military Wife Poem
Each one may look different and each is wonderfully unique, But this they have in common:
Lots of moving...
Moving far from home...
Moving two cars, three kids and one dog...all riding with HER of course.
Moving sofas to basements because they won't go in THIS house; Moving curtains that won't fit; Moving jobs and certifications and professional development hours.
Moving away from friends;
Moving toward new friends;
Moving her most important luggage: her trunk full of memories.
Waiting for housing.
Waiting for orders.
Waiting for deployments.
Waiting for phone calls.
Waiting for reunions.
Waiting for the new curtains to arrive.
Waiting for him to come home,
They call her 'Military Dependent', but she knows better:
She is fiercely In-Dependent.
She can balance a check book;
Handle the yard work;
Fix a noisy toilet;
Bury the family pet...
She is intimately familiar with drywall anchors and toggle bolts.
She can file the taxes;
Sell a house;
Buy a car;
Or set up a move...
.....all with ONE Power of Attorney.
She welcomes neighbours that don't welcome her.
She reinvents her career with every PCS; Locates a house in the desert, The Arctic, Or the deep south.
And learns to call them all 'home'.
She MAKES them all home.
Military Wives are somewhat hasty...
They leap into:
They don't have 15 years to get to know people.
Their roots are short but flexible.
They plant annuals for themselves and perennials for those who come after them
Military Wives quickly learn to value each other:
They connect over coffee,
Rely on the spouse network,
Accept offers of friendship and favors.
Record addresses in pencil...
Military Wives have a common bond:
The Military Wife has a husband unlike other husbands; his commitment is unique.
He doesn't have a 'JOB'
He has a 'MISSION' that he can't just decide to quit...
He's on-call for his country 24/7.
But for her, he's the most unreliable guy in town!
His language is foreign
And so, a Military Wife is a translator for her family and his.She is the long- distance link to keep them informed; the glue that holds them together.
A Military Wife has her moments:
She wants to wring his neck;
Dye his uniform pink;
Refuse to move to Siberia;
But she pulls herself together.
Give her a few days,
A travel brochure,
A long hot bath,
A pledge to the flag,
A wedding picture,
And she goes.
You may think it is because she has lost her mind.
But actually it is because she has lost her heart .
It was stolen from her by a man,
Who puts duty first,
Who longs to deploy,
Who salutes the flag,
And whose boots in the doorway remind her that as long as he is her Military Husband, She will remain his military wife.
And would have it no other way.
Where did you live?
© 2008 moonlake