Wow, talk about a different perspective. When I was stationed in Germany in the 80s I met a fellow who was an enemy prisoner of war during WWII and was interned in California. He spent the rest of the war picking fruit and vegetables in California. He said he was treated well and ate better than he had in his entire life. He always wanted to go back and visit because he loved the country and the weather.


>>You might get a kick out of this and I apologize if it is not appropriate.
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>>A friend of mine Hugo Schneider is from Berlin, Germany, and moved to the United States many years ago. He was in the market for a home in Augusta, Georgia and had an interesting conversation with the real-estate agent.
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>>Real-estate agent: “Mr. Schneider, we southerners have something in common with Germans”!
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>>Hugo: “What is that”?
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>>Real-estate agent: “We both lost the war”!
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>>It seems funny but perhaps not to everyone.
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>>Tom
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>Since I didn't fight in either of those wars, I really don't have any stake in them. That means I can laugh about them. For those who fought in them, or suffered because of them, they have a problem laughing. I used to drink coffee with a man named Saul Stein every morning, and he was a really neat man. But, he had nothing but antipathy for the Germans. You see he had been incarcerated in one of the prison camps during WWII. I had bought a Mercedes for my wife and was telling him how much I liked the car when I found out how much he disliked them. Guess you can't blame him though.
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>Anyway, back to the subject at hand. You have to have a sense of humor to live in the South! But even so, I'd rather live than most places- cept maybe somewhere in the Rockies.
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>John