I stumbled across this when I was looking up the old address I used to live at when I was in the army years ago. I lived at 21 Walter Kolb Strasse. I was probably a year or two older than you are now and we used to hang out at the Irish pub and a place called jazz life. When I saw you’re from texas I had to post a comment (my wife and I live in Oklahoma City but I work on drilling rigs in Texas all the time-in fact I’m sitting on one now near Canadian, Tx waiting to head home.) I’ve spent the last 30 minutes reading your diary entries and got a kick out of them. I went to Amsterdam too. My mom and her husband met me there for 10 days the year the Berlin wall fell, 1989 or so. Do they still sell those roasted chestnuts along the river at Christmas time (in Frankfurt I mean). Well this is turning out more boring than I intended, I just really enjoyed reading your impressions.

Steve Estes