We took as many pictures as possible before the sun set that evening. We had arrived in the small community of Heimbach/Nahe, the documented home of my European ancestors. We drove up the side of the hills, taking pictures of the town below. We walked around the center of town, capturing the brook. ("Heimbach" translates to "Home Brook.") After sunset, the only place open was the bar. We moseyed over that way for a beer and to meet some people.
All eyes turned to this set of strangers who walked into the bar. My brother-in-law asked the waitress if she spoke English. "A little," she replied hesitantly. "Would you like a Christmas beer?" We tried to explain why we stopped to visit, but our messag...Read More