Note: I usually do not start an article with a note and I've never started one with this long of a note. However, in the past couple weeks, I have been informed that one of the stories that was originally posted here a long time ago (June 22, 2012) appears in another author's collection. Borrowing … Continue reading The Ghost of White Deer Pike
I was headed east on Interstate 70, having left Columbus, Ohio in the rear view mirror, when the GPS unit started telling me I had arrived at my destination. Knowing the covered bridge was definitely not on the interstate, I glanced to my right and could see the covered bridge down the embankment and a … Continue reading Along the Way: Greenway Canal Covered Bridge
“Are you sure you know where you are going?” Zech asked as I parked at Cedarquist Park along the eastern bank of the Ashtabula River. “I know exactly where we need to go,” I spoke solemnly. “This isn’t the first time I’ve been here.” Though it had been a number of years since I had … Continue reading The Ashtabula Train Disaster
I’ve always wanted to visit Rome. And one cold April morning I arrived in the small community of Rome - that is - Rome, Pennsylvania. Located in the northern part of the state, the collection of houses is spread out along Route 187 and had it not been for the sign welcoming visitors to town, … Continue reading Philip Bliss: Hymn Writer
“Are you sure we're on the right road?” Mike asked. I had already lost count on the number of times he had asked the question since we had turned onto the narrow back road of northern Pennsylvania. The road twisted around the hilly farmland that I was quickly falling in love with; the crest of … Continue reading Searching for Sallie
“Where are we headed?” Zech asked as we left the Gettysburg National Military Park Museum as he scanned the list of monuments I wanted to visit on this trip. “The Twenty-First Pennsylvania Cavalry,” I replied as I turned right onto Baltimore Pike. “It’s the closest one.” A short distance later, just south of Colgate Avenue, … Continue reading Pvt. George Sandoe: Gettysburg’s First to Fall
