After visiting the old Brackenheim churches, we wandered around the old part of town, getting a feel for this place where my Laemmlen family comes from. I try to photograph things my people would have seen when they lived here. In today’s world, the old is mixed with the new in most towns, especially after WWII, but here is a look at some of the old:
Many homes in this area have the black or gray slate tile siding.
The Brackenheim coat of arms is the red one with the white dog.
Jutta’s friend, Elfrieda came with us today. She is so kind, letting us stay in an apartment she rents.
When Martin and I both picked the same flavor of gelatto (citrone, or lemon), we said to each other, “we must be related!”
Our Frankfurt Germany Mission 