…WENDELL WAS AHEAD OF HIS SPACE.
…and natives and visitors have always wondered how Gottschee got its name. Since the language, Gottscheer, was a medieval form of German presently spoken by only about 26,000, linguists returned to the Middle Ages to find its source but found no certain conclusion.
Some thought it came from “hoja,” a type of fir tree. Others thought it was from “koca” which is a hut or cottage. Some thought it come from “klunka” which is the vertical valley betwixt the nose and the upper lip, but most thought it came from “God’s Sea” the problem being that there was no actual sea, Godly or otherwise, in all of Gottschee.
Photo from Wendell’s Spiral Bound courtesy of the Gottscheer Relief Association.
…and time and space melt way,” urged Jacqueline von Masern. “Transcend borders and your near-death experience becomes a near-life experience and the Medium, the Message and the Messenger are one. Das ist Alles.” She grew her own herbs, plucked her own fowl and made her own vestments in the vestibule of St. Oswalds.
Wendell was raised by his uncle Frank and aunt Tilly. They owned one of the little grocery stores where they sold bread, cheese and wine and worked very hard for a very long time. The shop was a focal point of the community and was where everyone would sooner or later see and be scene. That was great for Wendell for he did not have to venture out much but just sit and wait and wait and sit and would all come to Wendell, and Frank and Tilly.



















