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Werner von Trapp in 1915. He's on the right in the photo.

Werner was the second son of Georg Ritter von Trapp of The Sound of Music fame. Werner, portrayed as Kurt in the musical, traveled with the Trapp Family Singers until the family stopped performing some time after their father's death. He became a naturalized US citizen, served in the army during WW2, founded a music school in Pennsylvania, and became a dairy farmer in Vermont. He retired in 1979 and took up spinning and crocheting, seriously.

Werner died just this past October 17th.

So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, good night
I hate to go and leave this pretty sight
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, adieu
Adieu, adieu, to yieu and yieu and yieu
So long, farewell, au revoir, auf wiedersehen
I'd like to stay and taste my first champagne
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, goodbye
I leave and heave a sigh and say goodbye -- Goodbye!
I'm glad to go, I cannot tell a lie
I flit, I float, I fleetly flee, I fly
The sun has gone to bed and so must I
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

Comments

Mrs. G. said…
Happy birthday, Werner.

SOM was my favorite childhood move...I still like it, but I have others I like more now.
10:34 AM
dive said…
Yikes!
Is that Julie Andrews out front, or Frau Blücher?
12:26 PM
Scout said…
Neeeeiiigggghhhhh.

I liked this musical when I was a kid, but I like so many others much better.
12:57 PM
dive said…
Hee hee hee hee hee
1:31 PM
Gina said…
Oh, how can we be tossing about Young Frankenstein characters whilst talking about the Sound of Music!
11:44 PM
Sassy Sundry said…
Happy B-Day.

I won't provide you with my alternate lyrics to SOM songs. They aren't nice.

Happy Christmas, Robyn!
1:22 PM
Anonymous said…
I love SOM but its been banned in my house due to hubby growing up with his grsndparents and being subjected to it three times a year.
However I may buy the soundtrack, i find it helps with the housework.
9:52 PM
Alifan said…
Hello Robyn, thanks for calling in on my blog....have been so busy baking and cake making have not had much time for blogging, I do get wrong from you know who!!!!

Unlike D and F I always loved Christmas, although it is not the same now without John, The boys always make sure I am not alone.... I will have to look up some old photo's of the Gringe and his Bruv, when they are surrounded with Christmas paper etc and really enjoying themselves.. at Christmas so do not be fooled......

Have a wonderful Christmas Robyn, love to the family, and hope we may meet again one day...
3:17 AM
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