G is for grandparents

This is a scan of an old paper photo, what I made in 1980 with my first camera.

It was an old Praktica IV from 1960.

I bought it at a second hand shop of my first of self-earned money.

It quickly became my best friend...

My gradpa (1894-1987) and my grandma (1899-1988) made all days
 a little walk through the nearby forest.

I often accompanied them and there arose this photo.

I know to this day exaktly the place, where I took this picture.

Granny was blind and was led by Grandpa and he told her everything that was on the way to see.

Grandpa was deaf and needed Grandma's ears for important informations.

She listened and wrote it on for him on paper, if it was important (other stuff he would not know -)

He made for her a desk with adjustable metal lines on which she was able to write.

They helped and supported each other and together could overcame so many years her everyday life. 


Grandpa read to her every night, many years along and many many books.

He could read very expressive, although he did not hear anything.

But he was only at the age become numb.

I often remember this reading hours with him.

No one professional actor has read an audio book for me so good....

I'm sad, that I had then no technique to record it.

So his voice lives on only in my memory, audible to anyone except for me.

 The happiest time of my childhood I had at the age of five, when I lived a short time by granparents. At that time they were still vigorous than in the picture and could still see and hear a little more.
About it I will write next time.

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