Anyway, today the plan was to meet the family at 1 pm, but due to unforeseen circumstances, that time was pushed until 4:30 pm, which left us with a few hours to explore.
It was cold, dank, dark and depressing, not to mention the element of danger that miners faced every single day. Many men and small children worked for as little as 8 cents an hour; I cannot even imagine their life.
The tour was educational, fascinating, and a little, tiny bit scary; however, I will admit that it was not as scary as some of the cave tours, that we have done.
Coal mining was not for the faint at heart.
After the coal mine, we headed over to visit with family. I have not seen this part of my family in many decades, and was so, so excited. While I was born in Scranton, I did not live there very long. My family led a bit of a "gypsy" lifestyle; we were the ones that moved away, and continued to move, and move and move!
I often envy those who have generations of family, still living close enough together to gather frequently. I miss having "the village" and am saddened that my children did not grow up knowing their relatives.
Most of my family remained in the northeast, so the further we moved away, the less I saw of them. Since it was my mother's dream to visit "home", before she passed away, I knew it was something that I must do. It was in my heart, as much as it was in hers to reconnect and feel the love, up close and personal.
She still lives in the same house; it was like going back in time. I remembered every little nook and cranny and even noticed that the swimming pool that was no longer there.
(My aunt is technically my mother's aunt. My dear nanny's sister; wonder why I love her so?)
It was so fascinating watching her; she had so many of the same mannerisms as my mother, and they look so much alike. I have been told that I fit into that category as well, and that is fine by me! Two of my relatives commented that they would have known me anywhere, as I looked just like my mother! lol
I was so happy and appreciative that my cousins and their families were able to be there to visit, share memories and stories, and catch up on years past. Reconnecting with family is priceless!
Oh, and Old Forge pizza is the bomb, and so is the sausage and pepper dish that my cousin made!
My heart is full.....thanks, guys!
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