...and here's my mom and Uncle Reinhard in front of the old Lauinger house, which now belongs to the Hotel Ritter where we stayed or one of the people associated with it, I believe. We were perhaps lucky no one seemed to be home when we were there, they might wonder "Who are these strange foreign people outside our door?"

Aren't the flower boxes on the windows pretty? We saw those all over in Germany.

Lauinger House other side