The Lucy Ghosts

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The people of Germany, driven by the forever need to be a united nation once again, had only just torn the first few slabs in the Berlin Wall when I flew into Tegel Airport.

The reason for my visit was simple. I had never been to Berlin and I wanted to see this great concrete barrier, the definitive symbol of the Cold War.

It was a time of life when I decided to see the world for myself instead of through the safe eyes of the television news camera.

I stayed in East Berlin, actually drove through the infamous Checkpoint Charlie crossing shed before it was insignificantly hoisted up by a giant crane and delivered to the oblivion of a museum where it resides today. It was a time of learning and wonder, I saw the expectancy of a new era in the faces of those who passed me.

It was an exciting visit, and I was touched by the mushrooming hopes of a new Europe that seemed to promise peace and prosperity.

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