Spring has sprung part 2. Summer is coming fast. Flowers will be blooming and purple is the color. Join me in looking at my garden, home flowers and the kitchen in transition. Holidays here we come.
Let’s hear it for the family. Songs about any or all family members. Or songs about people coming together as a family. Family can be in the artist or bands name.
Spring has sprung. And it’s time to get to work. So much to do. But being retired and the love of my life also retired I THINK WE GOT THIS. So just sit back and just take in the pictures. Oh did I tell you I BROUGHT COOKIES?
We started about three weeks ago. Clearing the weeds and letting mother nature take it’s course. Over the past three weeks, weeded several times. Tell us what you think.
Do you know where everything is? If your wife, husband, or live in asked you to find or get something, could you? In your house or apartment that is. I know I cant. But how about you?
If you could do your life over, what would you want to be when you grow up? Would you want to follow a different career path? If a stay at home mom or dad, did you ever regret it? So let us know.
Salena Zito joined the Washington Examiner in 2016 as a Pittsburgh-based columnist and reporter and is also a columnist at the New York Post. She is the author of The Great Revolt. She previously wrote for the Atlantic and spent the last 11 years at the Pittsburgh Tribune Review as both a reporter and a columnist covering national politics. Before that, she worked for the Pittsburgh Steelers and held staff positions for both Democratic and Republican elected officials in Pennsylvania. She has interviewed every president and vice president in the 21st century. In the 2016 election cycle, she interviewed 22 presidential candidates, both Democrats and Republicans.
This motor court is still in session.
There is a little burst of wonder that road travelers experience when they climb Tulls Hill, heading west out of Bedford, where the Lincoln Highway Motor Court welcomes them at the crest on their left. It’s a burst of wonder up for sale.
The motor court is a concept that is both familiar and foreign to the modern eye: part motel, part cabin, delightfully welcoming as 12 detached cabins all form a semicircle around the central office, nestled cozily among scores of pine trees waiting for their next occupants.
Long before the orange-roofed Howard Johnsons dotted America’s highways or Holiday Inns opened at interchanges of our newly constructed interstates, the middle-class family had nowhere to stay on vacation other than tourist camps.
(Shannon Venditty / for the Washington Examiner)
Owners Debbie and Bob Altizer explained that tourist camps didn’t have much to offer this new generation of travelers other than a parking space and outhouses until some enterprising farmers turned portions of their fields into tiny coves of cabins and a main house.
“And thus, the motor court was born,” they said in unison.
“We estimate that our motor court was built in 1940, based on the number of people who have come back to see the place they stayed on their honeymoon just before being shipped off during the beginning of World War II,” explained Debbie.
Each cabin is lovingly preserved from the era, beginning on the outside of each cabin, where two red-and-white metal chairs are waiting for the occupants to step outside and sit a spell while lazily enjoying watching the cars zoom past on U.S. 30, America’s first coast-to-coast two-lane highway.
Sometimes we wake up and have no idea that we’ve dreamed, while other times, we can closely recall our dreams because they were so intense. These are known as vivid dreams.
Recently I had what I call my dream was dreaming. I was on a business trip and it looked as if something bad was going to happen. Just then I sat up and saw I was dreaming. What happened next? My wife rolled me over on my side and then I actually woke up.