In the home of my youth, over the entry from the kitchen into the living room, was a plaque with a large buck. Hirschberg, Deer Mountain, was inscribed over the top. My parents talked of this place constantly. It was Die Heimat, The Homeland. My mother's family moved there when she was young and my father's family moved from the village to the town to secure work opportunity.
In 1998, the Ring, a circle of shops in the middle of town was being restored. I am curious about what
it looks like today.
The history of Hirschberg goes way back. Talking with a Polish museum curator I found her fascination with history interesting. Her parents were Polish refugees who were displaced and unsure of the permanence of this new home. She was of the next generation who had no past here but wanted to know the German history to round out her knowledge of place.
The Lutheran Church, now Catholic, was where my family worshipped. They were married there.
In 1998, Poland had little money for renewal and change so we found many places as they were in the 1930's. My brother could remember some things and I had old pictures so we think we found the apartment style home where my parents and extended family lived during World War II.