Today's generation, thanks to free digital photography, will be able to look through hundreds, if not thousands, of photos when they get to my age. We in post-war Germany needed every 'Pfennig' just to feed ourselves and there was little left for anything else, least of all photography.
I can count on one hand the few photos I have of my own childhood. With so few photos left, even the indecent ones have become precious.
Here we are in the Harz Mountains near Königslutter with my stepsister Karin, my stepbrother Borkhardt, and my stepmother. I'm on the right.
Still in the Harz Mountains, I am on the left behind our old 'Beetle", already cocking a snoot at life as I continued doing for the rest of my life; Borkhardt and my sister Bärbel are sitting on top of the old car.
