060603 - West Chester & Poconos, PA
West Chester, Pennsylvania
Arrived – May 21, 2006
The drive from Gettysburg is about a 2 hour run to West Chester Pennsylvania (just south west of Philadelphia), but when it’s on the Pennsylvania Turnpike driving takes on a whole different meaning. I remember using this road from Cleveland to Brooklyn in the sixties and I don’t think they changed it or fix it since. The worst part is that it’s a toll road. I hate paying for bad roads.
Alan and Lil had told us that the next time we were in town, just pull in and park the Beast, so that’s what we did.
Using our GPS to find the right street ( they live in a very rural area), we carefully navigated the long“S” shaped drive, and nestled ourselves in the rear of the driveway, back by the garage. It was a good fit. Lil was home and came out to greet us and Alan came home later in the day.
Since Lil is a nurse at a local hospital on the 3-11 shift, and Alan is a workaholic that manages to squeeze in an hour of flying each day into his busy schedule (He has an acrobatics plane), we didn’t expect to spend a lot of time together, but we managed some good quality time each day. Sam, the 6 year black Lab was happy to show Peter around the grounds, but Peter didn’t have an electric collar on, and so he occasionally wandered beyond the property line to do some of his own exploring at the neighbors. Fortunately, they were dog lovers.`
During the week, we caught up on some reading by the pool, as well as being treated to some good meals prepared by both Lil and Alan , who is very skilled on the out door grill.
We also had a thrill to visit with Trish and David and their year old son Julian. In fact we got to Pennsylvania just in time, since they were packing up their home and leaving for relocation to Santa Monica, California the next week. It will be nice to be able to see them again when we get back to the West Coast.
With the Memorial Day weekend behind us, we bade a fond farewell, and headed north to the Poconos to find long lost cousins Dottie and Arvy. Actually, they weren’t lost, I had lost touch with them for many years. Unfortunately, Dottie was allergic to dogs, and even though Peter tried his best to be non-allergenic, we elected to stay at a nearby motor home park and confined our socializing to local area restaurants. It was fun and educational, catching up on family news and events that I had missed out on. We traded stories endlessly and when it was finally time to leave, we regretted the many stories still untold.
Arrived – May 21, 2006
The drive from Gettysburg is about a 2 hour run to West Chester Pennsylvania (just south west of Philadelphia), but when it’s on the Pennsylvania Turnpike driving takes on a whole different meaning. I remember using this road from Cleveland to Brooklyn in the sixties and I don’t think they changed it or fix it since. The worst part is that it’s a toll road. I hate paying for bad roads.
Alan and Lil had told us that the next time we were in town, just pull in and park the Beast, so that’s what we did.
Using our GPS to find the right street ( they live in a very rural area), we carefully navigated the long“S” shaped drive, and nestled ourselves in the rear of the driveway, back by the garage. It was a good fit. Lil was home and came out to greet us and Alan came home later in the day.
Since Lil is a nurse at a local hospital on the 3-11 shift, and Alan is a workaholic that manages to squeeze in an hour of flying each day into his busy schedule (He has an acrobatics plane), we didn’t expect to spend a lot of time together, but we managed some good quality time each day. Sam, the 6 year black Lab was happy to show Peter around the grounds, but Peter didn’t have an electric collar on, and so he occasionally wandered beyond the property line to do some of his own exploring at the neighbors. Fortunately, they were dog lovers.`
During the week, we caught up on some reading by the pool, as well as being treated to some good meals prepared by both Lil and Alan , who is very skilled on the out door grill.
We also had a thrill to visit with Trish and David and their year old son Julian. In fact we got to Pennsylvania just in time, since they were packing up their home and leaving for relocation to Santa Monica, California the next week. It will be nice to be able to see them again when we get back to the West Coast.
With the Memorial Day weekend behind us, we bade a fond farewell, and headed north to the Poconos to find long lost cousins Dottie and Arvy. Actually, they weren’t lost, I had lost touch with them for many years. Unfortunately, Dottie was allergic to dogs, and even though Peter tried his best to be non-allergenic, we elected to stay at a nearby motor home park and confined our socializing to local area restaurants. It was fun and educational, catching up on family news and events that I had missed out on. We traded stories endlessly and when it was finally time to leave, we regretted the many stories still untold.
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