Erika Koch

This lady is my grandmother.  She is almost 86 years old.  I love this woman very much.  During World War II she and her husband put my mother on a Red Cross train where they put a sleeping potion in hot chocolate and gave to the kids, so they would not tell the SS soldiers that they were going to go meet their parents on the other side of the border.  Then they went up into the mountains and found a farm house where the people there helped them get to the border and cut through  the barbed wire to get out of East Germany so they could make their way to the United States to give my mother a good chance at a great life.

I call this lady at least three times a week.  We have great conversations about our lives, and what we are going through now.  When ever I would call she would ask me.  SO you still like boys huh?  I would just change the subject, and go on to something else.  Thank god at her age I am able to change the subject quick.  I remember things that happened to us kids at an early age of three.  Yeah that is early to remember things like that but my grandmother gets a chuckle that I remember that far back.

One day I was talking to her, and I told her how much I appreciated what she had done during the war.  The hard decisions that she made to come to this country under threat of death was the heart of a very strong woman.  I want her to know that I listen to her and remember her stories  they mean a lot to me.  So you see Erika Koch is who I look up to besides my parents.  She taught me so much,  and I will appreciate every minute I can talk to her till god seems fit to call her home to be with Grandpa again.  I Love you Grandma Koch  Your always in my thoughts, and heart.