Recently, a friend of mine, who had lived in Camp King as a dependent in the late 60s, asked me whether the cherry trees were still around.

I wasn’t sure, and went out to take a walk around the neighborhood once again.

This one is on the Mountain Lodge hill in front of the chapel. Springtime in Germany.

These two were the only cherry trees I could locate.

We passed by on the foot path down the hill from the Mountain Lodge.

I had another look at one of the two remaining original housing buildings and its garden area. Before the area got restructured into a German housing area, I had a friend living in one of the buildings. The garden behind the apartment building (see photo) stretched much further than what you see here.

We used to go there for BBQs in the summer, and sat under the trees which eventually got cut down to make room for this parking strip. It is empty today, as it is Sunday, and all the supermarket employees are home. Behind this strip, construction began for the first row of townhouses.

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