And thank you for sharing that photo.

Sending healing hugs and love to California Peggy.

Healing thoughts and wishes and all light and love to California Peggy. I adore the pic.

A quick recovery Ms. Peggy❤️

We had such a great time with you and your lovely wife 7 years ago!

I'm glad you two got to see some of the local "sights!"

Cologne is local by comparison with, say, Frankfurt am Main, but as I remember it was something of a trek from Ratingen.

I also recall a discussion of how to spell Neandert[h]al. One of my biologist friends explained that a specific epithet like neanderthalensis, once named, can never be changed. So the "h" will always be there.

Some write "Thal" and some write "Tal." The H is silent, so both versions are pronounced the same.

Yay, Peggy!

Thanks

Keeping my fingers crossed 🤞

And get well soon, CalPeg.

I hope she's recovering and getting needed rest. I'm hoping and sending lots and lots of good vibes and prayers that she has nothing to worry about in the results. Thank you for sharing that fantastic photograph.

It has become one Germany’s trademarks. During World War II, Allied precision bombers were instructed to flatten Köln but spare the cathedral, which they were amazingly able to accomplish.

Unfortunately, all I had was a cheap Sony digital camera, so I couldn’t really capture the grandure before which they were standing. It was cold, but we were spared the usual rain—not a given in the rainy Rheinland.

Sending love and prayers for a good outcome to you, dear CP!

Facing cancer diagnosis myself it is so encouraging to see people living their lives joyfully.

If it’s any encouragement, my wife has battled cancer twice, and beaten it both times.

The first time was breast cancer when she was 49. She went through the whole cycle: operation, chemo, radiation, and a month at a cancer patient wellness/rehab spa (considered a standard part of cancer treatment in Germany, and covered by insurance).

The second time was 15 years later, when she was diagnosed with “the Murderer,” a rare form of uterine/ovarian cancer that only strikes women who are slender or of advanced age. It is called the Murderer because it is so silent, it is never discovered until it has spread, and it is too late to contain. It is always fatal, EXCEPT: my wife was that one patient in ten thousand who had it discovered in its initial stage, purely by accident. The surgeon who performed the six hour operation said she just might be that one woman who survives the diagnosis. That was nine years ago, and she is still with me, cancer-free (as far as we know, anyway). So, sometimes, you DO get lucky. Never forget that!

As you love others!

Be well