This is my childhood home. They put a new red steel roof on it and painted it salmon pink, but that doesn't matter. The grade isn't as steep as I remembered it, but the stone retaining wall I spent a day watching Uncle Ed repair is still going strong. My sandbox is gone as well as the fence, but the lilac was still there. The road isn't quite as busy, though it still worried my husband. It's beautiful.
We took some time to visit my church/school and my grandparent's house. Best of all we ate at D'Atri's. the food is equal to my memories and that is high praise. Before I became a Catholic I was going to have my ashes scattered over the creek that flows under my old school. It is still my favorite place in the world.
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