Penn's Woods

Arrived home after a week's vacation to those post-vacation welcomes: "You look so rested. You got a tan! Welcome back we missed you." And then, within two hours after our arrival home, sirens blared and loud horns rang out: a fire drill! It's been a long time since I've been here for a fire drill. My memory is that they are usually held during the day and I've missed all or most of them.

As usual our wonderful Fairfield Hose Company directed this one with their usual professionalism and efficiency. They are a great bunch of men and women. All signs say that we "passed" and since it wasn't raining during it nor was it held at 11:00 pm, it was more of an adventure than inconvenience.

Meanwhile, I am still into reentry. Our trip through Pennsylvania, Penn's Woods, was easy and quite beautiful. The state is green and lush in mid-summer and the landscapes and scenes that pop up at every turn in the 250+ miles as you cross it are just breathtaking. I read that Pennsylvania accounts for 9% of the wooded area in the U.S. No wonder its name.