We are now in Zanesville, Ohio. We are at an Econolodge…and it is just that.
Across the street from the motel, is a building that looks
like it was a church at one time but now it is used to worship the God of
Bawdiness because they have turned it into a theatre for entertainment and the
playbill advertised on the front of the “church” is “FORBIDDEN BROADWAY”. I have no idea what that is all about, but it
does not look like some place a lady missionary should enter. There is no parking lot for this church that I
can see and parking on the street is not allowed so that leaves the motel
parking lot – but the play is not being held tonight so we have a place to park
our car.
This is an older motel – you can tell that by the architecture
even before you enter the room, but at
least this one has a hairdryer – which means I do not have to put the room
heater on full blast with cyclone force blowing action to get my hair dry (this
is what I had to do this morning and my hair looked like a mop in a fit as a
result). Yep, they even let me into the
church with my hair in such a mess.
When David was little, I had taken him up to the Mall to
pick Bill up one night and we stopped out front of the mall and beeped the horn
of the car to catch his attention. We
were unsuccessful so at David’s request I beeped the horn again and then David
announced – Well of course you know that these are ‘Beep Free Walls’ so it is
no wonder that Daddy cannot hear us. My
hope is that these walls and windows of this aging motel are ‘beep free’ and
that we can get some sleep tonight.
Yesterday we drove from Allentown in Eastern Pennsylvania to
Chambersburg to meet our friends Chiz and Marsha and their daughter and granddaughter. It is hard to see Chiz so incapacitated but
he was glad that we stopped by to see him.
We had lunch with them and we talked and talked about the old times when
we all lived in Johnstown. We left his
house in mid afternoon for the ‘short’ drive to Hollidaysburg. We trusted the Google Maps printout but
really should have gone by the highway (and paid the toll and everything) and
we would not have had such a ‘round the mulberry bush’ ride that took hours and
hours. On the other hand, the trees here
in Pa are further ahead than those we left in Augusta and the leaf peeping was spectacular. Eventually we found Gary and Sherry at their
apartment and we had a grand time catching up on all the news of children and
grand children. Of course there were the
“million children and grand children” pictures exchanged with appropriate “Wow!
I can remember when…………………..(you fill in the answer). They told us of another friend Debbie who
used to live in Johnstown the same time we did and that she has had two strokes
and is in the County Home. They do not
call it the county home anymore because a company has purchased it and turned
it into a pretty nice facility. It is so
secure that we had to find someone who knew the combination so that we could
operate the elevator when it was time to leave.
We found our way to the “William Motel” in Ebensburg. It did not have a hair dryer – and a lot of
other amenities that one would expect.
However, we were too tired to argue or ask so we climbed into bed and
had to struggle to get up this morning. This
motel boasted a cooked breakfast – but it was only being served from 9am on we
needed to be 20 miles away in Johnstown for church and we decided to go to the
Valley Dairy for breakfast. They have
remodeled the place but the service is still slow. I did not think we would make it to church on
time let alone be there early. However,
we got there about 5 minutes before the meeting started and were surprised at
the number of familiar faces we found in the congregation. It was a good reunion to be sure.
After church we went to see Marian and she had lunch ready
for us. We talked about all kinds of
things and had a wonderful time. We then
went over to see Christine who lives next door to our home that we had on
Lenore Street. She was telling us that
the people who own the house now put in a full bathroom down in the basement
but the people who installed it made a real mess of the pipes and waste pipes
etc. so much so that she had 4 inches of water accumulate in her basement during
a couple of heavy downpours recently. The
indoor French drains that we had put in were adequate, it is just that the
people who installed her full bathroom messed up the pipes etc. ; really sad to
hear.
We left Johnstown and were about to follow the Google map
thingy again but realized that it would be way quicker for us to go down Rte.
219 to Somerset and get on the Pa turnpike there rather than trundle through
town and out Menoher boulevard to Ligonier then onto Rte 30 to New Stanton and
thence to Ohio. So we circumvented the
Google stuff , went down 219 to the Pike and then out to New Stanton and thence
to Zanesvile, Ohio. Whew! I am tired of driving.
This is what I mean when I say that it’s like life in a
blender – we are trying to cram too many miles into too few days as we trek
back to Arizona.
In spite of all that happened, I am glad that we went to
Johnstown Ward – Gary said we would know more people in Altoona Ward if we went
there than to Johnstown…………..but we had a good time in Johnstown. We spent the
first 20 years of our married life in
this town and church congregation.
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