Harcum, Etc.

Like yesterday's pictures, these were taken on the ride home from Shackelfords last Friday.  The first two are of an old gas station/store at Harcum.

I love this building.

And the one below, just down the road.

My mother (click here for her birthday tribute to Chesapeake Bay Son if you haven't already seen it) lived in a house just to the right of the red building below when she was a girl.

Taking pictures from a moving vehicle is absolutely ridiculous
Extenuating circumstances prevented me
from getting a picture of the house, but I did manage to get the red building.

With any luck she'll tell us about it in the comments here or on a blog post of her own. 

Or both.

I remember her talking about crossing the road to visit someone who lived on top of the hill on the other side. Also that her uncle (Harry?) lived in the farmhouse to the left. As usual, I can provide no facts or details, just potentially inaccurate random snippets drawn from a memory that long ago informed me it was quitting, without so much as two weeks' notice.

In other news, we survived the first trip to the hospital in Norfolk yesterday, all 150 miles of it, for my son's pre-surgery allergy test.  While there we also learned that the earliest he can have the surgery (assuming the allergy test comes back OK) is the first of September unless there's a cancellation.  So he'll be missing quite a bit of the first part of school, it appears, given the several-week recovery period associated with this procedure.

Aside from that, all is quiet on the Mathews front.

Oh!

Except for the fact that next weekend both Baby Sister and Middle Sister will be in town--so nothing will be quiet then. (Apologies in advance, Queens Creek residents and beloved neighbors.)

We're very much looking forward to having everyone together.  I'm pretty certain a rematch of Pin the Tail on the Donkey will be involved.  This time cheating will not be tolerated.

What's going on with you?