Pennsylvania 2005 Photos

Many of these photos are of my parents' house, which has looked this way since I was about 11. Before that, we had a smaller, more traditional house. This design draws heavily on the neighborhood, an American barn style. Notice the tan color. The garage is approximately of the same size, and even includes an exposed gable, though you can't see it. Things are very different there. Squirrels, birds, and deer all run through the yard. The tree in the middle produces apples. In my childhood, we could pick and eat them. Life in Chicago is very different.

The view from part-way up the driveway. Yes, it's longer.	The back side of the homestead.
A nice picture of the front.	The yard, or the deer dance hall.
The road to the house, showing the definition of rural.	Breezewood, a mismash of neon held together only by the lack of a Interstate 70 bypass.
Windber, a nearby town. It's difficult to describe the sadness there. This street used to be all shops, part of a thriving mine town. Now, the shops have left, and the mines have closed.	This sign celebrates football from 1937, which shows Windber's halcyonicity, focus on the past, as well as anything.
My family tree on Christmas morning.	Some of the buildings of Molnarburg, including the dance hall.
Molnarburg during the "day", bright and shiny.	The same scenario at night.
Don't even think it's a fake fire. Given the availability of cheap wood, it provides about 15 percent of winter heating needs.	A street-level view of Molnarburg.
My parents' living room.	The Advent wreath I made at Calvert, part of my gift to my parents. Most of the rest was from the dollar store.