Friday, September 10, 2004
several postcards back, it has taken several days to recover from the fatigue
of our 24-hour marathon first day of travel from California back to Pennsylvania
last week. Life goes on, and already a short week of work is closing.
missed our first day back "home" in Pennsylvania because of arriving
10 hours behind schedule, many of the hoped-for meetings and events had to be
postponed. Once again, I had no opportunity to ride the Ghost Town Trail between
Vintondale and Twin Rocks, as I've been hoping to do for several years. Nor did
I have opportunity to call and possibly visit several Nanty Glo friends as hoped
and Wayne Clapier at Johns-town's Inclined Plane Museum.|
earlier, I did get to meet with a former classmate from seminary, whom I hadn't
seen in some 35 years. We'd met and found much common ground as ministerial students
in Philadelphia in the mid-'60s. Both Wayne Clapier and I had Methodism in our
roots, but were ordained in the Bible Presbyterian denomination, but had both
also migrated away from that church. Many years later, unknown by each other at
the time, both of us had visited Russia and considered our trips there to be a
fulfillment of dreams and hopes.
had lost touch, but when Wayne and his wife were vacationing in Cumberland, Md.,
they encountered a tour group from Johnstown, one of whom was a considerably older
retired former local Methodist minister. Remembering me, Wayne asked if there
might be some chance they knew of me. The minister said the name might be familiar
but he wasn't certain. But then he added, "if you really want to find your
friend, go onto the Internet and enter his name in a search engine." And
the rest is what you might guess.
to Wayne for driving up to Johnstown from Philadelphia for our meeting. Thanks
to Trudy Meyers for arranging our reunion visit. to all the people we met again
and for the first time at the Vintondale Homecoming, to Judy Rose for taking us
to see where she gets those fantastic photos from "Mount Heisley" and
to walk through the Schwab Estate in Loretto; the Goliases for their usual but
always extraordinary hospitality, and Bob and my aunt Irma for joining us for
breakfast at Granny's.
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