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| Extended family gathered on my 50th birthday |
Five weeks have passed since we started our Home Leave in
mid-June. It’s a lot to write about -- I was almost afraid to start!! I will definitely forget to mention something important. And yet it feels important to me to try to keep some
record of this remarkable summer. In many ways, I feel like this time is helping
somehow integrate all the many disruptions and transitions that have come our
way since 2020.
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| Airport arrival |
Let me start by saying that it was honestly very
difficult for me to settle down to rest, to break out of our very rigorous work routine
of keeping our heads down, doing all we can to keep up with professional demands. Then there is the added element of being on home leave: so much self-imposed pressure
to see and catch up with everyone, to take care of a lot of necessary business,
to remember to buy things (for our kids, ourselves, our colleagues), to spend
quality time with family members, to make every moment count. Many of the first days back in the US, I was
dealing with some of the most severe anxiety I’ve had in a long time.
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| Alone in the forest |
Finally,
at the end of the week, I determined that I needed to take a whole morning for
a solitary walk in the woods at one of my favorite Sabbath spots, Cromwell Valley
Park. After walking in the woods alone, I realized that I had not truly been
alone for at least six months. In Addis, we are always just a few steps away
from a guard, a neighbor, and always in earshot of traffic sounds, prayer calls
and other city sounds. The solitary silence of the forest was like medicine – I
remembered again something I had learned about resilience – that emotional
energy is like a combustion engine: you take in fuel, you burn it up in
productivity, but then you need to release the exhaust of the expired fumes
before you can take in any more fuel. I tried to get into the forest as many
times as possible that week and the next – and by God’s grace, my parents live
very close to some great county parks.
Catching up with loved ones
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| Visit with Dereb family |
On the other hand, we woke up early and well-rested the
morning after we landed in Baltimore, and were all ready to attend our home church, North Baltimore Mennonite the next morning. It has been such a sweet opportunity
to attend our church for a number of weeks in a row. We were even able to
attend the re-naming ceremony of a friend from our Baltimore Bible Study and
then see lots of friends all at one time at a picnic celebration on the Bay.
We were very happy and thankful to meet up with Melkamu
and Genet, Ethiopian friends from our Burundi Bible study, and current renters
of our house. They have been through major health challenges and lots of other
hard times this year. It was wonderful to be back in their (our) home, to enjoy
Genet’s delicious Ethiopian cooking, and to share thanksgivings for how God has
seen them through. It is even more special that we know so much more about
their home country and language, and have new things in common.
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| Getting refreshed at the Gunpowder |
One afternoon, my friend Ashley came to visit with her
oldest son Liam. Both our boys really love the outdoors and played for a long
time in the Gunpowder Falls River, fishing and swimming, and tubing. Ashley and
I also enjoyed cooling off in the river and then had a good long chance to
share what has been going on this year. Lots of challenges, again, and so I was
glad to talk with her more personally.
We were able to also spend some time with my brother’s
family on a few different occasions. It’s always great to hang out with them in
their newly remodeled house in our old neighborhood, play games and talk. One afternoon my parents took all of us and cousins Miriam and Gabriel to the
Aquarium for an evening of fish-watching. They are cool kids and we have a lot
to hear from Miriam about how the first year of college has been.
On top of those unique visits, we have enjoyed quite a few low-key meals with each set of our parents, and some with our parents together. We've visited Paul's parents at their beautiful retirement community and even got to attend a choral presentation and hear our old family friend, Louise Carlson, play the piano.
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| Father's Day lunch after church at our old meeting spot, Kathmandu Kitchen |
Driver’s Education
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| Learner's permit in hand |
One of our goals for this extended home leave has been to
help Oren through a few of the teenage rites of passage that are harder to pull
off when you live overseas. He was finally able to attend the 30-hour, 2-week Driver’s
Ed course required by the state of Maryland. And just before he turned 17, he
passed the legal test and finally got his official learners’ permit. It was
pretty painless!
Now he needs 60 hours of practice on the road before he can
apply for his provisional license. We probably won’t finish all those hours
during this vacation, but we are gradually working with him to get more experience
behind the wheel. It will be nearly impossible to do very much on this when we are
back in Ethiopia, so there is some amount of pressure to help him keep
practicing as much as possible here.
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| Oren with Grammy and our appetizers |
Turning 17
And yes, Oren turned 17 on June 29. We happened to be traveling
on that day (a college visit and visit to MCC headquarters) and just had a
low-key dinner out with him on our way home. His birthday celebration had to be
postponed to the weekend after so that family members could celebrate with us. Oren
had a very clear plan that he wanted to have a feast of many different kinds of
meats. Accordingly, we went together to the grocery store and he picked out a
selection of chicken, steak, pork sausage, pork loin, and lamp chops. He himself
took a lot of responsibility to grill the meats and serve them up to all his
grandparents and my brother’s family. We had a very funny evening together,
with a highly competitive game of croquet on the front lawn – something that
has become a major summer tradition. My dad is usually the croquet pro, but this time Gabriel came from behind to beat us all. As we enjoyed our ice cream birthday cake,
Oren offered a pretty hilarious speech. It was a great way to celebrate his
growth in maturity.
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| Oren and Papa Dave visited Hopkins |
College visits vs. Camp
So, yes, college visits. It’s hard to believe that we
will be sending our oldest out on his own for higher education in just one
year. How did we all get so old? That’s another rite of passage we are trying to
squeeze in this summer – helping Oren think through some of the directions he could
choose, not just a particular school, but what career path to follow. He’s
quite gifted in chemistry and math, and yet also has a real interest in foreign
service, maybe working with the UN or going into politics. It’s hard to know
how to advise him!
While he had his solo week in Baltimore before we
arrived, my Dad took him to tour Johns Hopkins University and my mom took him
to another local school, Goucher College. We will be on another continent, so it
seems wise for him to go to a university where he could get to relatives within
an hour or two, using public transportation.
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| Planet Word in DC |
These kinds of college visits would be hard to take David
on, so we had to be creative and find other options for him. He had one
overnight with Paul’s parents at their retirement community – and David really
loves playing bocce ball and hanging out in their comfortable apartment. The
next week, we arranged for David to attend a week of Christian summer camp at
Camp Hebron. He ended up in a cabin with 3 other kids from our home church,
including his friend Liam.
So, with time alone with our oldest, Paul and I took Oren
to see Messiah University – a small Christian college in rural Pennsylvania.
Honestly, they were really recruiting him as a potential student, set up a meeting
with the Chemistry Professor, gave us a campus tour and gave us a meeting with
an admissions counselor, and then a free dinner in the dining hall.
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| Messiah College library |
It was very
exciting to think about the possibilities of pursuing a chemistry degree in a
small, supportive college environment, with a department head who is a big Tolkein
geek, hosts weekly board game nights for the students, and has a very strong but
discerning sense of how Christian faith and rigorous science complement each
other. We then continued on to stay the night in Akron, MCC’s headquarters,
where we had a long day of very fruitful in-person meetings with colleagues. Akron
– and the Welcoming Place in particular – hold a lot of great memories for our
family, but especially Oren. He still remembers starting out his career as an
MCC kid there in 2008 at just 3 years old. We love to have the opportunity to
go back there for work but also to just stay in their simple, calm, and gracious
guest rooms.
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| Giant sloth |
The next week, the three of us did a real college tour
and visited three big name schools a bit further away. It was a very different
experience, sharing admissions briefings with groups of 100 or more people,
rather than the individual visit we had at Messiah. Our first stop was American
University in Washington, D.C. – a place where Oren would probably want to focus
more on government and politics. He really appreciated the visit and it’s high
on his list of places to apply, with so many opportunities for internships and
experience. In the afternoon, we had time to go down to the Smithsonian Museum
of Natural History – Oren has always dreamed of going to DC and actually
staying the night so that we could visit more than one museum at a time, and so
we gave him that gift, staying in the cheapest hotel I could find! Pretty close
to American University, too. I was really happy to see the newly refurbished Fossil
Hall for the first time – so much to see and so much more interactive detail in
the exhibits now, even though some of the bones are the same. We had a
delicious Thai dinner at a restaurant across from our hotel – another advantage
of DC.
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| Georgetown Univeristy |
In the morning, we made our way to Georgetown University
(half of it by a vigorous walk!). What an imposing campus! Oren was definitely
impressed there, too, but not sure if he would want to apply or not – it is
also highly competitive. After lunch, we tried out Planet Word, a totally new
museum to us. It was a highly imaginative series of exhibits on language – its
development and use, from jokes to curses, through conquest and adaptation. There
was a beautiful library exhibit, a secret room where you could just sit and
listen to poetry being read, a place to practice and record speeches, and much
more. We left DC around 5 pm and got in the car to drive on south to
Williamsburg for a visit to William and Mary, my own Alma Mater.
We got there at night, to a very humble motel (the
cheapest I could find) – but it had beds, so what else do you need? I woke up
early and took the opportunity to indulge my nostalgia and take a morning jog
into Historical Williamsburg. As a student, I used to go for runs beside those
old colonial buildings, favoring the back lanes, and often cutting through the
various herb and flower gardens. So many good memories came back to me as I had
time alone there, enjoying the quiet and the history.
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| The historic Christopher Wren building |
There were so many changes
to the William and Mary Campus that sometimes I didn’t even know where I was
during our campus tour. The remodeled library was unrecognizable inside and the
science building was totally new. Even Lake Matoaka has a fairly new, beautiful
amphitheater facing the water and new sculptures acknowledge the problematic history
of the college’s involvement in slavery, racism and sexism. To be honest, Oren
seemed a little overwhelmed with the choices he is going to have to make and so
after the tour, he was pretty much done with exploring. We headed back to
Fallston to get a little more rest that night.
The next day, Paul and I were scheduled to pick up David
from camp. We left a few hours early because we really wanted to do a longer
hike together on one of the trails leading up from Camp Hebron. We’d stayed
there a few times as a couple for some pretty critical retreats, considering
life changes. Again, it was very meaningful to return to another place that had
been part of turning points in our lives. We hiked up Peter’s Mountain, enjoyed
the overlook, hiked for a few hours on the Appalachian trail, and then came
back down.
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On Peter's Mountain
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| With Hummingbird Cabin group at Hebron |
Even before we were officially allowed to pick up the
kids, we saw David’s cabin group approaching. David flopped down under a tree
while all the other kids played gaga ball. What was up? Was he having such a
bad time that he didn’t even want to play anymore? We were quite alarmed until
we got to talk with him and learned he just had a bad headache. With a little
ibuprofen, he made it through the closing program and then got in the car with Liam
for the ride back to Baltimore. It was a gift to have them both together to
reflect back on a very fun week and to hear both their perspectives. Liam seems
to be a lot more verbal, so we got more detail than we otherwise might have.
For instance, we learned that they all spoke in Russian accents for the entire
week, paddled on the Susquehanna river, took a long hike on the Appalachian
trail also, swam almost every day, and finished off the week by sleeping in
hammocks around the campfire. We were so glad that David was able to
experience a summer camp for once, like so many of his friends in the States.
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| Charter Hall Church Center |
Place and Memory
And now I need to say a little bit about turning 50 this
year. Some days I feel like I can’t remember my own life – I meet up with old
friends who have vivid memories of shared experiences. I feel like I am
scrabbling around in the back filing cabinet of my mind, struggling to pull out
the drawer, open the file and get that time back into the front of my mind. For
the present moment, I have a memory like a trap, but for things further back,
it’s a struggle. But I just have to accept that I am very finite and there is a
limit to how much any human brain can retain. For example, how can I keep
mental maps of all these places (where I have lived for a year or more)
frontloaded at the same time? Dhaka, Baltimore, Almaty, Williamsburg, Harford
County, all of Botswana, Vancouver, Poughkeepsie, Bujumbura, Kigali, Arusha and
now Addis Ababa? Each place holds precious memories of dear friends, my cup of
memory literally overflows and I can’t contain it. (One good reason to keep up on this blog, regardless of who else reads it)
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| Canoeing with my mom |
But one place has been something of a constant in my life
since 1980 when I turned 8 years old. My parents joined a group of other people
from their Church of the Brethren and bought a big old hunting lodge at the end
of a peninsula on the north end of the Chesapeake. They saved the land from being
turned into a massive Condo development and converted the place into a church
retreat center. Family groups and church groups have been meeting regularly
there for the same week each year for more than three decades. Buildings have
been renovated, trees have come down, and bamboo has grown thick. The Bay gets full
of weeds some years and isn’t so nice to swim in. It has always been crawling with spiders, but these days it’s also full of bald eagles and osprey. But it’s the same
place I have spent time at least once (usually more) every single year since I was
a child. I first learned something about bird-watching there. Every year, we
take canoes and paddle up past the marsh and into the Principio creek to the
old railroad bridge – this year I think we made 4 trips up to the bridge, for fishing, and collecting the shiny slag from an iron furnace that stopped working almost 3 centuries
ago. A deep connection with the natural environment of this place is part of what
makes it feel so much like home.
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| Firepit by the front dock with Jenn |
We have had regular reunions with friends in different
periods of life. Great friends from Bangladesh days gathered every Labor Day
weekend for at least 10 years. My 16th
birthday was celebrated there with high school friends. We had my bridal shower
there with friends from college and seminary. When I turned 40, Paul planned a
big surprise party for me during our home leave from Burundi. We had dear
friends turn up at Charter Hall from Toronto, Florida, and New York, along with family
from the Baltimore area. For the years we lived in New York or Baltimore, we
joined my brother for his big friends’ get-togethers around New Years’ Eve. At
the very beginning of the pandemic, we took refuge at Charter Hall for two
whole months and daily watched the intricate transformation of winter into
spring. It was a quiet place, near our parents, where we could meet with them
outdoors and not risk exposing them. Neutral eyes might see Charter Hall as
kind of run-down, hot, and buggy. For me, it is a place of peace and home,
where my memories finally have physical ground to play over.
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| Don & Rosaura's family, with Jenn |
Turning 50 at Charter Hall
So, this year, in the week before my birthday, we were
able to rent the Charter Hall Lodge and sent out invitations to at least some
of the many good friends we’ve made along the way. On Sunday evening, we
welcomed Don & Rosaura from Poughkeepsie, NY with their three kids.
Everyone is so much older, and we really had not seen each other since they
made a quick surprise appearance at my ordination in 2017. We had shared many
close moments as newlyweds in the same small group bible study back in
Poughkeepsie, and they even visited us for 3 weeks in Burundi. They are
definitely friends with whom we could pick up where we left off, hear of each
other’s struggles and pray for each other.
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| David and Raphael paddling |
Jennifer Price, our MCC colleague and neighbor from
Burundi days came on Monday afternoon to stay for the whole rest of the week.
We got to know her really well as we did life together in Burundi, and sort of
consider her to be our honorary niece/cousin, who is always welcome to crash.
She was transitioning between a challenging end of her assignment in DR Congo
and a new assignment coordinating humanitarian relief in Ukraine. She needed a
few days to rest by the water and contemplate life and we were so glad ot have
her. My parents also stayed two nights with us, enjoying catching up with our
old friends whom they also knew. And Paul’s parents came for the afternoon of
their 67th (!!!) anniversary.
Altogether we played games, paddled, cooled off in the pool,
took a walk along the beach. Rosaura made amazing Puerto Rican beans and bacon
rice one night. David and their son Raphael built a fire and we roasted
marshmallows and told stories. It was all you could want of a summer visit together.
They had to leave on Tuesday afternoon, but we really enjoyed our time
together.
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| Funnel cloud coming towards Charter Hall |
After a few hours of quiet, a friend from college,
Margaret Walsh, drove out to see me after work. We sat in the gazebo by the
dock on a hot afternoon with the wind cooling us, and did our best to catch up
on parenting, teaching our kids faith, work, and our thoughts on the recent
death of a good mutual friend. At a certain point, Paul headed out to the store,
just as the wind really started to pick up. A little later Margaret (who was
facing south), inidicated that it would really be time to go in the house – the
storm was almost upon us. We gathered up a few loose swimsuits on our way in,
and were just about to settle in at a window to watch the storm roll in. I
turned to look out the most exposed window of the lodge and was shocked to see
an opaque white curtain of violent wind and water sweeping across the Bay,
nearly upon us. A metal lawn chair suddenly cartwheeled across the front yard, and
I yelled for everyone to get downstairs into the bathroom. Upstairs, Jenn had
been watching a movie on her computer by an open window, and suddenly her
laptop scooted across the bed with the force of wind and would have fallen on
the floor. We reached the bathroom in time to look out the back window and see
huge limbs crashing down around the gazebo where we had just been peacefully sitting
5 minutes before. We lost power almost immediately. Paul was apparently caught
right under the edge of the front on his way to town, but he was pretty sure he
saw a funnel cloud. A photo from a neighbor the next day showed a huge white funnel
cloud touching down and forming a waterspout.
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| Gazebo surrounded by wreckage |
It was quite an adventure for
Margaret to get involved in on such a short visit – soon the wind got down to
just mildly severe so we went out to try to rescue things that had been blown
about. All the lawn furniture had been parted with cushions and dumped in the Bay
in either direction. Later we found the pool also full of all the sun beds and
metal chairs. Paul’s inflatable stand-up paddle board landed 100 feet away
under the dock. Most shocking, a solid wood picnic table, weighing at least
300 pounds was lifted off the dock and flung upside down into the water. But
miraculously, no actual buildings were damaged. Even the gazebo was completely
surrounded by huge fallen limbs but not hit. Margaret stayed a little longer
but then decided it was better to see how her family had done through the same
storm further south.
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| Eli, Carolyn and dog Gordon |
At Charter Hall, when you lose power, the pump stops
working also, so then there’s no running water. Luckily we anticipated that and
stored up 10 gallons of drinking water before the tank ran out. Jennifer
figured out how to make us a delicious dinner while we still tried to sort out
problems around the property. Also luckily, we are all seasoned international workers,
so we are not devastated by loss of power – it’s just that normally in our
contexts we are better prepared with solar lamps and stored water. Anyway, we
did get power back by the next afternoon—much sooner than many people.
We received our next visiting friends on Wednesday
evening – Eli and Carolyn Gingerich, who drove down from Kitchener-Waterloo,
Ontario with their three kids. We shared a very wonderful six months with them
in our Bible study group in Arusha, when they took a year off from teaching to
do something really different and special with their family. Our boys are quite
similar in age and so it was great for them to get together and find that they
still have lots in common. It was quite humbling to us that they were willing
to make the long drive to come down and see us. They are really into canoe
trips and board games, so we fit in both of those early in the day.
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| Eli and kids with Oren |
Eli is also
an expert pool cleaner and helped get the Charter Hall pool pump working again.
We manually cleared a huge quantity of leaves and branches out of the bottom of
the pool (the kids and I had fished out the furniture the day before, which was
a pretty creepy experience, but one way to get cleaned up without showers). The
Hoard family from our Baltimore church joined us later in the afternoon for
time in the pool, and even helped with preparing taco salad for dinner. And our
good friend Heidi Mills (also from our Poughkeepsie bible study) also drove
down for just one night. It was really amazing to see people get along well,
from four very different parts of our lives, and in a sense helping me to hold
together so many separate parts of my life. These good friends are my sense of
home, and the place is like home. It was a really sweet way to have an early
birthday party.
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| with the Gingerich family |
On Friday morning, we had to see the Gingerich’s off on
their long drive home. I had a little more time with Heidi to paddle in kayaks
and talk, while distantly keeping an eye on Jenn while she did a two hour open
swim across the Bay. She’s made of strong stuff, dealing with all those weeds
tickling her tummy!
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| Cake with friends |
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| Gingerich and Mosley boys |
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| One of many croquet games |
Celebrating with family
Just after lunch, we had to seriously clear out of
Charter Hall and make our way a half mile down the road to the Rittenhouse
place, where we had spent an additional 2 months from May to July 2020. It’s a
really fun and well-appointed home with owners who almost never use it. We’ve sort
of worked out a deal where we do stuff to keep up the house and yard once a year,
and they let us use the house for free for a week. Not sure how long that will
last, but it has been a real blessing!
Paul’s brother Jonathan arrived with Emma and Fletcher (their
son) that evening and we got right into playing games and enjoying each other’s
company. Paul’s best image of summer vacation is grilling salmon while sharing
an IPA with his brother Jon and watching the kids play croquet on the back lawn
with the superb Brookstone croquet set at the Rittenhouse place. He was immediately
able to enjoy several days in a row of these delightful activities. It was also
too hot and windy to canoe for a few days, so we did a lot more indoor game playing.
David has also gotten into an incredible rhythm where he can do a 1000-piece puzzle
in a day, while listening to an audiobook. He’s done at least 5 puzzles in the past
week and listened to several Artemis Fowl books repeatedly! We had to get him
some new listening material from the library.
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| Relaxing Sack family |
On Sunday afternoon, we were joined by all four of our
parents as well as the family of my brother Paul. It’s such a treat to have
parents and family members who get along so well. And we remain deeply grateful
that our parents are all relatively healthy for their age, loving and
interested in supporting us, and ready to be involved in games and cooking and
things – this is nothing to be taken for granted. We had such a wonderful
grilled salmon dinner with fresh Maryland sweet corn – after that corn, no one
hardly needed any cake! But we had it anyway because it was officially my
actual 50th birthday. I really love my family and am thankful for
them and any times we can spend with them.
The rest of the week was mostly low-key. Everyone still
needed to get some work done, and wifi was only available at the incredibly beautiful
Perryville Public library. So we would make a morning trip, answer emails, come
back for lunch and then do some afternoon adventures. Fletcher was eager to
take canoes up to the bridge, and so we made an expedition at high tide on
Tuesday. It was windy and tough paddle on the way back, but all the boys made
it. It’s great to see him get into being in the outdoors. He and David also had
a great time challenging each other in rock-skipping along the shore a few
times. We had Bunny and Henry out for a visit on Tuesday afternoon, and then my
parents came out for our last afternoon on Friday.
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| Bonfire, guitar and corn hole by the Bay |
In between, we took a day at Hershey Park together with Miriam
and Gabriel. The cousins actually came out Tuesday evening for dinner. The house
owner had piled up an enormous bonfire from the storm fallen sticks and branches,
so we burned that – maybe it was a little on the scary side at first! But as it
burned down, we relaxed, got out the corn hole and Jon’s guitar and had a
sing-along for a while. Of course there had to be s’mores and a game later on.
And Hershey Park was just great! We made a buddy system,
depending on people’s keenness to ride on roller coasters. David is not keen,
so he was my buddy! There are more coasters in that park than one can actually
ride in a single day, physically or depending on time. David and I did one
right in the beginning of the day, and then we chose some of the smaller rides,
visited the zoo, and got a very late lunch at 5 pm.  |
| Starting at Hershy Park |
He was more enamored by the
arcades and playing some of the games where you lose all your money and never
win a prize – except he actually did win a basketball at one point. Paul and Jon
rode a bunch of coasters together. Miriam and Gabe were amusement park pros and
managed to do more rides than I thought possible. Fletcher got Oren to finally
try out a few coasters, and this year, he decided that he wasn’t so freaked out
by them. In fact, he found a kind of inner peace, saying, you just get on the
ride and the ride does all the rest! Fletcher joined M&G for a while and
Oren was with us. It was a very fun mix and match kind of day.
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| cousins fishing by the bridge |
Thursday was a workday back at the Rittenhouse place. We borrowed
a power washer and cleaned up the greenish mold on the back of the house, continued
with the endless raking of fallen sticks and cleaned some windows. Still, that
kind of work is satisfying in a sense. And we are glad to keep up the place,
for it’s own sake, but also to honor the generosity of the owners in letting us
stay there. Oren even mowed before we left.
As the week came to a close, I found myself thinking
about how to savor the days. For most of the year, I cannot wake up at sunrise
and sit and pray, contemplating this beautiful view of the Bay, hearing the
Great Blue Heron’s heavy wingbeats as the startle and pass by low. But for this
week, I could take my time of prayer in a kayak, and not write or say or listen
to much but just be in this place. One of my sisters-in-law agreed to get a tattoo with her daughter, saying "Be where your feet are." That's a pretty good saying to take to heart, since none of us knows how long we will be on our feet anyway. It has been a very wonderful five weeks so
far, and I feel like I’ve been able to empty out what was burned and fill my heart
with time in these places that will give energy for the months to come.
MANY MANY BONUS PHOTOS!!!!!
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| third puzzle in a week |
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| Excellent use of taxpayer $ at public library |
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| Roof cleaning |
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| Powerwashing |
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| On Candymonium |
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| Candymonium downhill |
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| In the ZooAmerica |
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| Swings |
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| Bonfire |
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| canoeing again |
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| Rock skipping |
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| Cornhole as the storm rolls in |
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| Paul paddling |
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| First puzzle that week |
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| Jenn in open swim |
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| Heidi paddling |
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| Carolyn Gingerich |
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| David fishing with Toby |
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| Sphere puzzle |
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| Heidi and Carolyn pitching in |
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| Games at Charter Hall |
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| Cleaned up pool |
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| Messed up pool |
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| Rittenhouse place after funnel cloud |
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| David questioning the heavens |
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| Oren showing me cool rocks |
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| Cousins pready for meat feast |
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| Aquarium visit with cousins |
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| Aquarium |
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| Outside my freshman dorm |
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| Tour of Crim Dell Bridge |
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| Historic Williamsburg |
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| Can you guess? |
