Judy with die Oma (Grandma), owner of the Gasthaus in Hohenecken. Oma was the mother hen of our Army barracks. We'd slip out through a hole in the back fence and spend the evenings there eating her delicious cooking and guzzling beer and hanging out with the Hoheneckers. In those days there was also an Opa but he died; after that they tore down the old ancient Gasthaus that I remembered and put up the new modern one where we stayed in these pictures, and I can't say it wasn't an improvement.