Memories on the Downslope It was winter, early 1966.Do you remember where?Of course you would,but you’re no longer here to say. Somewhere in Pennsylvania.A grandparents’ farm, family friends.We camped there several times,but for that visit we stayed in the farmhouse. All for a fun day of sledding for the kids.Why shouldn’t a dad join in?Diving … Continue reading Memories on the Downslope