the past: 1974
“Hello, Susanna Vogt from Hamburg, West Germany.
I am glad to be your pen pal from the United States. My name is
Kimberly Koerber, and my nickname is Kim. I am glad to have found
your name as a correspondent from West Germany. I understand you
are a high school student also. I am in some high school honors
classes, work at a local grocery store here in Medina called “Buehler’s
Fresher Foods” after school, am the editor of my high school paper
“The Medinamite”, am on the the tennis team and am part of ski club,
chorus, other clubs and organizations and I take piano lessons.
I try really hard but am never “the best”. I have a “B”
average because I flunked out of “French I” since I had no time
to memorize verb conjugations. I exercise in my room every day
and am on the “Olympic Ski Team” diet from time to time which consists
of tea, canned spinach, 2 hard boiled eggs and one half to a grapefruit
a day but can’t seem to get my weight below 150 pounds. I am
5’8” tall and at 150 lbs am still too hefty according to the weight
charts. My boyfriend goes to Saint Ignatius High School in Cleveland,
Ohio and is a son of one of my dad’s business customers. I see
him one day a week, but write to him also. My boyfriend jumped
a year and is supposed to graduate from high school at 16. He
will be in college when I am still in high school, and works for Gold
Circle Stores. My parents aren’t mean, but they are too busy
for me, and they like my sister better. She doesn’t have to
go to school or work and works out and runs instead or going to high
school every day because she wants to be a Gold Medal Olympics winner.
She is also a cheerleader and is friends with a small group of people
only. No matter what I do, I am never okay to myself, so on Sundays,I
am one of the acolytes at St. James Episcopal church here in Medina,
Ohio. I feel sad and depressed a lot but I am not sure why.
Because I feel sad, I go to my room and listen to music and write about
all kinds of things. Writing seems to help me feel better.
I would like to go to college and am thinking about Ohio University
in Athens, Ohio because they have a great school of Journalism there.
I would like to write for a living, but don’t know if I can.
It’s hard to imagine doing what I like, and what makes me feel better
and getting paid for it also. My sister Cheryl and I started taking
piano lessons together, but she dropped out. Now, because my dad
gets irritated over the piano being played at home, I practice at school
in the practice room during study halls. I also draw but am not
really “the best” there either. My last name is German.
My dad is in professional sales and is trying to open a graphic arts
company with a sales contact from Rubbermaid in Wooster, Ohio.
My mother does not work, is not happy, and I have no idea what she does
all day. My mother bleaches her hair blonde. We are NOT Jews. “
I know that you, Susanna
live in Hamburg, West Germany which sounds much more interesting than
my life here in the United States. I think that you are very intelligent.
I have noticed that from time to time your sentences are not composed
properly, but I could not think of writing to anyone in German or in
any other language. My best friend, Linda Penn, is in “German II”
now, and speaks German and English. She and you are much smarter
than I ever thought of being. I better go now, but hope to hear
from you soon.
P.S. – My mother said to ask you if “hamburgers”
were originated in “Hamburg, West Germany”. (ha-ha-ha)