LEARNING THE ROPES, OKLAHOMA STYLE
Kind neighbors—and ice cream—ease culture shock.
PETRA GILBERT MARQUIS • ORANGE, CA Klausdorf, Germany, was a relatively safe village, and my family was lucky to be able to spend the majority of World War II there. When the war ended we returned to Berlin and found our apartment house was still standing. It was located in West Berlin in the American sector.
My father died in Russia during the war and my mother, Ursula Margarete, married an American soldier, Master Sgt. S.K. Oleson. They were reassigned to Fort Sill, Oklahoma, in 1949.
My little brother, Dieter, and I arrived in Lawton, Oklahoma, two years later with my grandma, whom we called Oma. We didn’t speak a word of English. In Berlin, it felt like fall,…
