this old house

We drove from Columbus on Saturday; it's about a 3 1/2 hr. trip. I have never been to Pittsburgh and the first sight of it took my breath away. It sits at the confluence of three rivers, the Allegheny, the Monongahela and the Ohio. From the west, you drive through the Fort Pitt Tunnel out into the brilliant sunshine and there, spread before you, is the glittering city surrounded by blue water. Wow-za! There are bridges everywhere, two giant sports stadiums (the Pirates and the Steelers), old brick houses next to steel and glass high rises. There are also two "incline" trolley systems - like funiculars or cable cars - to take passengers from the "lower" city up to Mount Washington.

Then it was back home for a big family dinner out on the decks. We were joined by Judy's oldest son and his wife. The big announcement was that they are expecting their first child in February. Much cheering and delight. We sat in the cool of the evening telling family stories, talking about politics (9 to 1 was the line-up!), child-bearing (of course), enjoying the fellowship. This is a family group - youngest was 25, oldest was 74 - who truly enjoy being together.
Monday morning we returned to Pittsburgh to get ready to fly back to California on Wednesday. It was a very good visit on all accounts. And we'll do it again next year, God willing.
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