Updated: Jan 7, 2019
by Rae Richen
Catching the correct part of the train was a trick we learned with the help of the station staff. Look in the right corner of each car for your train car number which is printed on the ticket.
As we arrived in Frutigen Valley, in Switzerland, we were hardly aware of the mountains because of the fog cover.
Behind this lovely old church, we found a graveyard with new and old graves containing all the names similar to those of my husband's family in Helvetia and Portland, Oregon.
The headstone for Margrit Reichen-Schmid reminded us that family stayed behind when the Reichens left for Portland, Oregon.
Our name, Reichen, was changed to Richen. My husband's grandmother once told me the name change was the result of hatred for Germans during World War I. Note the log cabin and fir trees carved above the name. Margrit was a beloved mother, but only lived to be 45.
Whimsy in decoration seemed to come out in the gardens of the residents.
This fellow is dressed for company. Note tail accommodations in checked table cloth pants.
What may have been a water trough has become garden art, or perhaps a deterrent to curious dogs.