That is the name we gave to the mountain where TJ's grandfather, Frank, and his wife, Dot, live. It is in northern Pennsylvania, only about 10 or so miles south of the New York state line. It was beautiful during our visit; the autumn colors were almost to their full glory!
We had a busy week with them.
TJ walked the cemetary where his grandmother is buried and shared fond memories with us of time spent with her.
We went to Ross Park and zoo (Binghamton, NY):
We picked apples at Russell Farm and Orchard:
We celebrated Teagan's 2nd birthday:
We learned about the longest concrete train bridge, which was built in 1915:
We celebrated Th's 8th birthday:
But best of all, we enjoyed sweet fellowship with dear loved ones! The kids enjoyed putting on their "Patch the Pirate" performance each evening after supper, and the grandparents enjoyed watching it! These are precious memories that we will always have, and I am so thankful we took the time to go visit. As Th remarked on our last night with Great-grandpa Frank and Great-grandma Dot, this was "probably the last time we're gonna be here because you're kinda old." Thankfully they had a great sense of humor and were not at all offended, but it did sadden us all to think about the truth in his words. Kids sure do have a way of saying things! :)