My trip to Pennsylvania last week featured one of the heaviest late-March snow storms in the State’s history. Leave it to me, a totally converted Floridian, to wind up in a northern whiteout while it was probably in the high 70’s and sunny back home. The snow was nice to look at, I agree, and it brought back a lot of childhood memories of getting up and anxiously awaiting to hear that school was closed and then taking off for a day of sledding and snowball fights. A few days later I ran across the trio of snow family pictured below. By then, they had lost weight, shape and density. Given all the food l had been eating, I no doubt did just the opposite.
We split the trip in half. The first half was spent in Lancaster which is in the lower middle region of Pennsylvania. We were there, as previously discussed in another posting, to attend the funeral of our nephew who lost a long and difficult bout with cancer. Any family that goes through this kind of torturous pain and suffering has paid its full dues and deserves nothing but good things from this point forward. I certainly wish that for my Pennsylvania family.
The second half of our trip took us to hometown Philadelphia to visit with lifelong friends. They just happened to live down the street from last week’s March For Life that took place worldwide in support of stricter gun regulations. The parade of thousands took about a half-hour to stroll by the corner where we stood cheering them on. It was quite an impressive turnout, the largest protest I’ve witnessed since the Vietnam War protest marches in Washington back in the 70’s.
All in all, it was a good trip and we at least felt supportive of our niece and her family as they faced such an unfortunate hardship. I will however, end on a high note. One of the surprising highlights of the trip was the plane we took both ways. It ran on time, it served good cookies, but the big plus…It was new and actually had comfortable seats, larger than usual, and GET THIS–leg room!! My knees actually had space to wiggle without touching the back of the seat in front of me. Damn, I should have taken a picture. You probably think I’m makin’ it up.