While i was visiting my family in germany, my grandpa went to be with the angels. And cause my grandpa was quite an artist i decided to share a painting he did for my grandma when they were young. It shows his familys farm im Sudetenland.

My grandpa was my hero and the most important person right after my parents. I am so thankful that i was able to say goodbye to him and to show him Ally.

During war my grandpa was shot into the knee and survived as one of the only ones in his troop. He only was able to keep his leg cause he played a trick on the people who transported him to the medical camp.

And at the end of the war he escaped from the russians and walked 600 kilometers all the way to austria into the Alps to find my grandma. He had to run for his life quite often.

I still have to think of him showing me his scar on his knee whenever i asked him too. And him saying while we went on a hike with the family.. "come we take a shortcut" and than we just wandered off thru the wood, finding a faster way over fences and fields.
or me sitting on the back of his old bike, riding into the woods near our little house on the lake to get earth for the garden.
those where the most special moments in my life and i will never forget them!

grandpa, thank you for all you've teached me.. i miss you!