I’m so grateful for Denny and Joy and being able to visit them in Western Pennsylvania. This is a photo of the same little school house that I posted earlier. I think I became enamored with this little building, which was placed in the middle of farms and on the side of crossroads that led to massive corn and soybean fields.
After all the times of being in this area, I have finally grown accustomed to hearing the clop-clop sound of the buggies passing me on the road. I have noticed in recent years that the young people wave even though they see me holding a camera. I just never try to take a photo of them that shows their faces. Some still become very upset over the “English” trying to snap photos.