Sweet

I visited The Hershey Story at the corner of, ahem, Chocolate Ave. and Cocoa Ave.  (Man, this whole town is on-brand.)  After the museum, I had this awesome S’mores Sundae at the cafe.  Hershey’s chocolate ice cream, marshmallow sauce, Graham cracker dust, whipped cream, and then Hershey’s syrup and chunks of Hershey bar.I know the whole museum is engineered to make Milton Hershey look good, granted, but I found myself getting sucked into his story.I spent an embarrassing amount of time at this factory simulation getting all my components in the right order and position to successful create Hershey’s Kisses.For someone living in an era of robber barons, Hershey seems surprisingly progressive.I also appreciated that Hershey supported former employee H.B. Reese when he started up his own candy company.  Only on my way out as I visited the museum store did I feel a growing sense of dread.  Reese’s was acquired by Hershey?  Novelty Hershey’s bars the size of Rosebud?  Hershey’s candles?And these abominations are part of the Hershey’s brand?  Satan’s Red Vines!Warily, I bought some chocolate for the road.  As she handed me my receipt, the salesgirl said, “Have a sweet day!”

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Charge

Looking  westward toward where Pickett’s Charge would have approached the Union line.Seminary Ridge can be seen in the distance.

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Top

Looking up the hill toward Little Round Top.The Union line had formed an upside-down fish hook atop the high ground of Cemetery Ridge.  (Not since Revenge of the Jedi has the high ground been so important.)The Union suddenly realized that the southernmost tip of their fish hook defense was undefended and could easily be rolled up by the Confederates and crush the whole defensive line.  My man Joshua Chamberlain was told to “Hold the ground at all hazards.”Out of ammo, Chamberlain ordered the men from Maine to fix bayonets, form a line, and charge down the hill toward the approaching Alabamians.He executed a textbook tactical maneuver where half his line “refused the line” and swung in at an angle, catching the enemy at a 90 degree corner of approaching bayonet tips.  The Alabamians scattered and southern approach to Little Big Top was saved.

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Den

This jumble of rocks south of Gettysburg is called Devil’s Den.  It was one of the major battlefields on the second day of fighting.The “production design” of the whole place seemed worthy of Imagineers.Like something found on Tom Sawyer’s Island.Looking south from Devil’s Den at the rocky ravine that the soldiers dubbed the “Slaughter Pen”.This is the view Confederate sharpshooters would have had looking eastward toward Little Round Top.

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Divided

I spent quite a bit of time at the Gettysburg Visitor’s Center.  There was a widescreen film with an overview of the battle (with voice over by Morgan Freeman, naturally) and then a very strange 360 degree panoramic painting brought to life with lighting & sound effects.  It was odd.The two phrases that come up over and over and over again from video vignettes throughout the museum are “road network” and “high ground”.Gettysburg is the convergence point of roads from every direction.  By controlling the “road network” on the first day, the Union was able to hold on long enough to bring in reinforcements along those roads.  After the first day, the Union retreated to the “high ground” along Cemetery Ridge.The very instruments of Civil War medicine verge on the horrific, let alone the injuries.I had not heard the story of Amos Humiston before.Joshua Chamberlain, a professor from Maine, is my favorite personality in the Civil War.I comforted Lincoln as best I could.

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Young

Over a mountain ridge of thick, tangled forest from the Elders in Dry Run
…, the Youngs lived in Lurgan Township.My great-great-great-great-great-grandfather William Young, who had brought the family over from Northern Ireland, died here in 1753.

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Elder

In the rolling, pastoral farmland of central Pennsylvania’s Path Valley……lies a stream called (somewhat ironically) Dry Run……from which the nearby village gets its name.This is the small village where Mary and Elizabeth Young lived with their parents.  Their parents, David Elder and Margery Stewart, were Ulster Scots who came from County Donegal in Northern Ireland.

David Elder held various positions in nearby Fannett Township.
David Elder and Margery Stewart are said to be buried here in the Path Valley Cemetery.Their graves are lost among the weathered and unreadable headstones from the early 1800s.

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Indian

Despite fighting in the American Revolution, John Young owned (at least one) slave.  However, his sons, John Jr. and David, became fierce Abolitionists.  John Jr. owned a farm somewhere on Indian Run while his brother David owned a farm nearby. John Jr.’s farm on Indian Run was a stop on the Underground Railroad.I found this anecdote about the two brothers in the book A History of Neshannock Presbyterian Church, New Wilmington, Pennsylvania by Rev. Rex Johnson.

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Rites

A huge structure looms over the town of Mercer in western Pennsylvania.  I had assumed it was the county courthouse or something, but it turned out to be huge, expensive Scottish Rite temple.  The influence of the Scots in this part of what was once the wild western edge of Pennsylvania is palpable.

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Revolutionaries

Although Pennsylvania had (mostly) well-defined borders when it entered the Union in 1787 as the 2nd state, it’s western edge was still wild country.  Over the years, the original counties of Mercer and Beaver had Lawrence county carved out from between the two when it grew too populous.The modern Neshannock Presbyterian Church sits in New Wilmington in Mercer county.  But it’s old church graveyard lies up the road.My great-great-great-great-grandfather John Young is buried here.  He fought as a private in the American Revolution.John’s older brother William was a captain in the Revolution.The brothers are buried together, alongside their wives.While living in central Pennsylvania, the Young brothers had met the Elder sisters from a nearby town.  William married Mary……and John married Elizabeth (my great-great-great-great-grandmother) but her headstone seems to have been lost over time.  Their son David Young was the one who moved his family to Iowa.

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Nightfall

The falls are colder and seem even more ominous at night.  The colored lights that illuminate the falls only add to this ominous effect.

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Franc

Surprise number one was that Niagara Falls has a culinary institute.  Surprise number two was that the student working at the culinary institute’s wine shop told me that New York state has the highest wine production after California and Oregon.

She told me that the “Alpine whites” grow well and the main red is Cabernet Franc.

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Tesla

I was surprised to find a Nikola Tesla statue but apparently he had consulted on how to best transmit power from Niagara Falls.

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Falls

Niagara Falls was just as impressive (and impressively loud) as I had imagined.I shivered at the thought of falling into the gelid waters.  Smart of Lois Lane not to throw herself in during winter.I did find myself yelling over the roar of the falls, “Stay alive, no matter what occurs!”The frozen mist of the falls gathers on the side like a snowbank.

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Blank

“I should have brought my gun.”
“What was that?”
“Should be fun!”

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