At 5 or 6 years old, I insisted on wearing for Halloween the lederhosen I’d received from my German grandmother (circa 1970). Standing with my precious younger brothers, Gregory (at left) and Peter (center).
Not a sobering thought to realise I’ve been ready for Oktoberfest since 6 months after the Beatles broke up.
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