i just dropped my sister at the Amtrak Railroad Station in Pittsburgh.
She’ll get to New York City late this afternoon. A long day but scenic snd comfortable. You can get up and walk around. I packed her a lunch.
We’ve had a nice couple of weeks together, driving over 2200 miles. Our brother David had to fly out early Sunday. We got together with our Illinois relatives to celebrate our Aunt Rhea’s life.
Mary was able to stay through my birthday which felt really nice.
Here’s the train station collage from this morning
The Schuylkill River. Philadelphia.
On my way back to Pittsburgh from New York after a nice Thanksgiving holiday with the family.
Here’s a shot taken Monday through a train window- #43 The Pennsylvanian – as we crossed over both the river and the Schuylkill Expressway.
My parents lived in Philadelphia 12 years but I lived there for only one of those years. A flood of nostalgia as the train rolled into Philly.
There are interesting place names (how about Wissahickon?) you don’t find anywhere else in the country. The river and expressway name always was hard for me to spell correctly. It’s that extra “L” in there. Turns out it’s a Dutch word meaning “hidden or skulking creek”