Steffi Kayser Aus Moers 67 | Updated

Today, as the church bells of St. Mariä Himmelfahrt rang noon, Steffi sat on her favorite bench. A young mother struggled with a stroller and two heavy bags. Steffi didn't ask. She simply stood up, took one bag, and carried it three blocks to the mother's door.

MOERS. For 67 years, the name Steffi Kayser has been synonymous with [insert characteristic: e.g., warm hospitality / a sharp wit / green thumbs] in the heart of the Lower Rhine region.

She had lived in her small row house near the train station for four decades. Every Thursday, rain or shine, Steffi walked to the bakery to buy Roggenmischbrot . She wore the same green raincoat she had owned since the 90s. To the teenagers vaping outside the Netto, she was just "that old lady." steffi kayser aus moers 67

" Danke, Frau Kayser, " the mother said.

But Steffi saw everything.

Steffi waved a wrinkled hand. " Wir sind Moerser. Wir helfen. "

At 67, Steffi Kayser of Moers knew every brick of her city. Not the tourist traps by the castle, but the real Moers—the grey sidewalks where the morning mist clung to the Niederrhein air. Today, as the church bells of St

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