My Darkest Hour I grew up in Germany and after WWII in 1948 I went to work for Northern Area Command, General Eisenhower
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Ilona Cole, Story 45
The Beautiful Opera Aida It was September 9th 1944. The opera we would see tonight was the beautiful Aida with elaborate costumes and powerful music by Giuseppe Verdi. One of our professors at the university I was attending took it upon himself to teach us not only a strong and complete curriculum but also introduced …
Ilona Cole, Story 44
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Ilona Cole, Story 43
A Summer Night Ball I grew up in Darmstadt/Germany during WWII. Even though a cruel war was commencing, our lives still were structured, filled with new things to learn and to study diligently. My father strived to bring as many activities into our lives as we could handle. My mother tried hard to keep us …
Ilona Cole, Story 42
Homecoming After Seven Long Years It was 1946 after WWII had ended and I lived with my sister Friedl in Darmstadt/ Germany. Our mother just had died of cancer. She was only 46 years old. Our father did not return at the end of the war, and we did not know if he was in …
Ilona Cole, Story 41 (and Birthday Wishes)
My Birthday Dinner in Paris It was the year 1992, my retirement and my 65th birthday. Even though my retirement date was June 1st, I was allowed a few days before to leave so we could be in Paris on June 2nd. For the last twenty five years my wish was to have lunch or …
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Ilona Cole, Story 40
This Green State of Washington It had been three years since I had come to this country from Germany, and I still had not yet gotten used to the incessant rain. Not really rain, but dark clouds and drizzle. Early summer my Husband Hal suggested we take a drive to warmer and sunnier places. We …
Ilona Cole, Story 39
Visiting the Champagne Region of France It was a few years after my Hal, my sister Friedl, her husband Georg and I made this wonderful trip together through the Burgundy region of France, we decided we wanted to make another trip with them, but this time to Epernay, France. We had our Airline tickets and …
Ilona Cole, Short Story 38
Traisa: The Little Pearl in an Oyster called Odenwald (Ode to the Forest) Before WWII started, we used to drive to Traisa, an area adjacent to the Odenwald, a tranquil forest along an auto route called the Bergstrasse
Ilona Cole SHORT STORY 37
Fun Sunday Afternoons The time was a few years after WWII had ended in Germany. The facilities that housed my own horse were gone along with the horses, the whole cavalry regiment stationed there, in fact my entire City of Darmstadt was destroyed during an Allied raid on 9-11-44. Not much other than housing was …