Tuesday, August 21, 2012

West Penn

Over the summer we have been getting Grandma Nita moved out of her house on West Pennsylvania Street and moved into her new apartment at the Manor.  While it is exciting and we are very happy for her to make this big move, it is also a little sad because of all the memories we have at her old house.  She moved into that house when my dad was just 2 years old.  There were still places on the walls of my dad's old room where he had hung certain things to play with.  When I was little her house was pink!  Nobody else I knew had a grandma with a pink house.   I couldn't imagine what Romie would think of that if they hadn't gotten new siding years back.  There were places on the door casing where my grandpa would rest his hands while chatting with us or just standing there watching a baseball game on tv.  I have so many memories of playing with my brothers and sister while our parents were at work.  Or even going to Grandma's when we were sick and she always had the same red, white, and blue quilt to lay over us.  I guess that as we got older we took her little old house for granted and what it meant to us.  I will miss making the same turn around at the end of Penn Street and hearing the same loud squeak her front door made when opening it up.  Even though I am very emotional about her move , I am so happy to have shared so many wonderful memories with my family in Grandma Nita's little house of Penn Street. 
One our way home from one of our trips to Grandma Nita's.  Sully picked up a new hat.  Liquor sales of course. 







Sully helping with the clean up.


Grandma Nita and 7 of her 10 great grandkids.

On the top of this door frame is the spot where my grandpa used to rest his hand.  (Top left hand side)

I love this picture!  Romie playing a game on my grandpa's old bed.

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