Aschaffenberg, Germany--it was December 1968 when after being drafted by the Army I wound up in this beautiful hamlet. I was just about 15 miles from Frankfurt and was blessed to be assigned there as a medical corpsman.
It was Christmas time and I was in a strange land far away from home. I decided that since I was a guest in this nation I'd act like one.
I was compelled to learn the customs, language and culture. I stayed far away from fellow soldiers if for no other reason I liked the elegant German babes better.
I soon found that the German people were incredibly kind to me. I made some wonderful new friends and got an education few Americans ever get.
The 18 months I spent in Germany was the very best time of my life. I traveled everywhere I could. The money exchange rate was four Marks to the Dollar then. It was truly an adventure!
If I made a mistake it was not staying there and finishing my education in a medical profession in Munich or Berlin.
I never forgot the kindness and love that the German people showed me when I was so young.
Over the last 25 years I worked on the Debra Milke Death Penalty travesty in Arizona. I investigated not on her behalf but was hired by many media organizations to help them cover that nightmare.
It turned out that I discovered early that Milke was framed and told that to anyone who'd listen. It turned out I was correct once again.
The Milke case actually got me sent back to Europe three times. The last trip in December was indirectly because of my involvement with the case.