Through this gate you can see the path to the crash site.
We left in a somber mood and shared memories of 9/11 as we left the quiet hills behind.
It was with great excitement that we arrived at Gettysburg National Battlefield...at exactly the time the Visitor's Center CLOSED!!! The Park Ranger was very courteous however, and gave us a quick, but informative introduction to the battlefield.
I was almost giddy with anticipation of the sights I'd see the next day. We took a few photos of the monuments at the entrance before finding our hotel for the night. I was totally enamored with the carpet at the hotel in the lobby and hallways. It had the Union Seal and medallions of crossed rifles on a field of stars. I envisioned it in my living room. I'm glad I asked Randy to take this picture, because it's only one of five of me on the whole trip and it's not terrible. At least it's better than the pictures of me each year on Christmas morning with sleepy eyes and bedhead hair in my pajamas. Randy never seems to remember to take pictures of me. I tease him that, at my funeral, he won't have any pictures of me to show I lived at all, because I FORBID him to use those awful once a year Christmas pictures. :)
Ok, I'll humble myself here and show the picture he took of me at the Pennsylvania's Visitor's Center. After taking a nice picture of him petting the black bear, he returned the favor, but told me to look scared. Not hard, because, I'm always convinced a bear will attack me when we're in the Smokie Mountains. Here's the beauty that he took and, NO, it can't be at my funeral either!
I did enjoy myself at Gettysburg, even though, I have no pictures of me there to prove it. I'll share the rest of the story on my next post. I'm waiting for a friend to pick me up to go to a Civil War presentation. I'm not the speaker. It's at the Dover Museum in New London, Iowa, and the topic is: The Civil War from a Woman's Perspective. I'm excited to hear what the male speaker has to say. I hope to learn new things!
Till next time, Keep Stitchin'.