"I, the tower of St. Hubertus, have existed since 989, and when I was raised to my current height around the year 1200, I could overlook the country far away. I also got a pretty nave. At my feet in Flittard lay Fronhof, Wiedenhof and Bungartshof. The little church was sufficient for the population, small farmers and fishermen. There were only individual houses, placed randomly. For field work, a field roller stood by the village oak. For this purpose, a horse was borrowed from the Fronhof of St. Martin Abbey. I saw many processions, including processions with music. There was always a festive altar at the shrine. The cemetery was all around me. Floods from the Rhine often devastated land and houses. There were only half-timbered houses. At the end of the 17th century, plundering soldiers destroyed the Wiedenhof and set fire to the Bungartshof, which was rebuilt in 1715. My most precious possession is a baptismal font from the 12th century. In 1768, a nave was added. The rule of the monks of Cologne's St. Martin's came to an end with the French at the beginning of the 18th century. My appendage, the tower school from 1533, had already been forgotten when a school was built between Flittard and the neighboring Stammheim in 1823. After the Fronhof suffered severe fire damage in 1827, the Paulinenhof was built in 1829. In 1833, the telegraph, which still exists as a museum, was built. So something was happening. In 1847, I saw the first train running.
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