Hans Otte (August 23, 1928 — April 24, 2007) was my grandfather on my father’s side. Looking through some of my old family pictures, I came across a collection of images of his life, which I thought I would share.
Born in Germany in 1928 to Emma and Paul Otte.
He was just 13 when he had to fight during World War II, and was the only boy in his group that survived. He talked about this time in his life a fair amount as he got older. The memories of the war never left him.
He was a very good-looking boy and chose my oh-so-classy grandmother, Dorothea to be his wife. After the war, they moved to Johannesburg, South Africa to start over. They had two sons, Ralph (my dad) and Juergen. He was also an enthusiastic flyer and both his sons have the flying gene. However, I can’t say the same for me and my sister, although we did try fly a microlight once.
Although he travelled around a lot, South Africa became his home and he lived here for the rest of his years. This says a lot, as most, if not all of my extended family are scattered around the world, except for a few aunts and uncle, and of course, my parents and sister who have never left either.
I hope to one day visit Germany – Ottendorf in particular, as that’s where my heritage started, and take a journey through my grandfather’s country, like he did through mine.
I hope you enjoyed these photos as much as I did finding them.