I never understood friends who visited me in Gettysburg and exclaimed how beautiful the area was until now when I return home. Gettysburg will always be home to me as much as Stowe is. Whenever I go back I am filled with many wonderful childhood memories of growing up. How fortunate I was to be able to roam the battlefield, and make good friends. I always felt a sense of security within the community. Maybe because you could never do anything without it getting back to your parents. But all the same, that feeling of home and security are always with me when I return.

So today I add pictures of places I used to go from barns to creeks where we had skating parties in the winter. I never learned to skate backwards because we would skate way up the creek, turn around and come back. Enjoy this amazing place, here is my nursery school buddy Chet and his wife Sally on the covered bridge where we skated. One grew up surrounded by history, but our focus was family and friends and day to day life. Some people tell me the battlefield scares them, gives them feelings of unrest but when you grow up with it as your backyard you only know the life you lived there,