{"id":480,"date":"2023-03-24T15:44:50","date_gmt":"2023-03-24T15:44:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/marcielsims.com\/?p=480"},"modified":"2023-03-24T15:44:50","modified_gmt":"2023-03-24T15:44:50","slug":"ilona-cole-story-124","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/marcielsims.com\/index.php\/2023\/03\/24\/ilona-cole-story-124\/","title":{"rendered":"Ilona Cole, Story 124"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p><strong>  Huckleberry Hunt in the Odenwald (Ode to the Forest) <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\"><figure class=\"aligncenter is-resized\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/marcielsims.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/03\/garden-huckleberry-5c2187bf821f4161c5ec8f6e2ecd2df0-1024x721.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-481\" width=\"749\" height=\"527\" srcset=\"https:\/\/marcielsims.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/03\/garden-huckleberry-5c2187bf821f4161c5ec8f6e2ecd2df0-1024x721.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/marcielsims.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/03\/garden-huckleberry-5c2187bf821f4161c5ec8f6e2ecd2df0-300x211.jpg 300w, https:\/\/marcielsims.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/03\/garden-huckleberry-5c2187bf821f4161c5ec8f6e2ecd2df0-768x541.jpg 768w, https:\/\/marcielsims.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/03\/garden-huckleberry-5c2187bf821f4161c5ec8f6e2ecd2df0.jpg 1162w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 749px) 100vw, 749px\" \/><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\"><figure class=\"aligncenter\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" width=\"474\" height=\"560\" src=\"https:\/\/marcielsims.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/03\/BerryGallete.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-482\" srcset=\"https:\/\/marcielsims.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/03\/BerryGallete.jpg 474w, https:\/\/marcielsims.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/03\/BerryGallete-254x300.jpg 254w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 474px) 100vw, 474px\" \/><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p>It was a beautiful sunny day. The year was 1953 and I had met a very sweet and special American soldier at Headquarters of the US armed forces, General Eisenhower\u2019s Command in Frankfurt\/Germany where I worked as secretary to the communication officer since 1948. Being such a fine day, we made plans for a drive through the beautiful Odenwald (Ode to the forest) a serene forest to admire, take in the sunshine, have a picnic and relax. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>My dear friend Hal had purchased a car from a buddy who was going home to the US after his three years of occupation duty in Germany. This forest is the area where Richard Wagner staged most of his famous operas and one could easily imagine high up in these old oak trees his powerful music while lingering a while or walking along these paths. We had parked the car (no cars allowed on the beautifully groomed walking paths.) We were looking for one of the many gazebos to get settled and have our wonderful lunch my sister Friedl so lovingly prepared for us. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>We started our conversation with: \u201cWhen we get our permission from the state department and armed forces for getting married.\u201d All the preparation we still need to do. What is our next step? As we were enjoying our delicious lunch, we noticed that all around us were Huckleberries growing, low on the ground under the aging oaks. After we had enjoyed the last bite and the last of our coffee, we took some of the bowls Friedl had put different salads in, wiped them clean and got up to gather berries to take home to Friedl, so she could bake a berry galette and how surprised she would be over our effort. We filled our bowls full of these plentiful, big, ripe and juicy berries. We came back in our gazebo, sat down and admired our work, thinking how delicious this galette will taste especially for my Hal, he loved American pie, he had told me. Sitting down, I noticed a couple of big stains from the Huckleberries on my white eyelet cotton lace dress. I shall take care of this, when we arrive home at Friedl\u2019s. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>When we\narrived at Friedl\u2019s and her husband Georg\u2019s home my Friedl was so delighted, and\nHal and I got big hugs from her. But when she saw my stained dress, she remarked\nthat these berries were very expensive. I changed my dress, and I will soak it,\nwhile we have dinner. Hal was invited to stay for dinner and of course for\ndessert. Friedl prepared the galette and while it was baking, she made dinner. A\nbeautiful, fragrant galette came out of the oven, while we had a lively\nconversation during the fabulous dinner of Duck l\u2019orange and all the trimmings.\nWe also enjoyed one of Georg\u2019s fine Burgundy wines.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Other than\nmy dress disaster, it was a wonderful, lovely day in the Odenwald and joining\nmy family for dinner and an awesome huckleberry galette.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;\n<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;\n\u2026 exactly ten years later\u2026<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Huckleberry Hunt in the Odenwald (Ode to the Forest) It was a beautiful sunny day. The year was 1953 and I had met a very sweet and special American soldier at Headquarters of the US armed forces, General Eisenhower\u2019s Command in Frankfurt\/Germany where I worked as secretary to the communication officer since 1948. Being such &hellip; <\/p>\n<p class=\"link-more\"><a href=\"https:\/\/marcielsims.com\/index.php\/2023\/03\/24\/ilona-cole-story-124\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Ilona Cole, Story 124&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/marcielsims.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/480"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/marcielsims.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/marcielsims.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/marcielsims.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/marcielsims.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=480"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/marcielsims.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/480\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":483,"href":"https:\/\/marcielsims.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/480\/revisions\/483"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/marcielsims.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=480"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/marcielsims.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=480"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/marcielsims.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=480"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}