Learned about Glass Making at Corning Glass Works - Saturday, July 17, 1965

We arrived back in Cleveland at 7:30 this evening. We drove past the stadium crowd on the way in, but there wasn't much chance of our going, I don't think. We watched on television - Cleveland beat Boston, 8-5. They are four games out. This morning we drove past two different houses where Grandma used to live in Elmira, New York. I sent Linda Cleveland a postcard from her hometown. I sent another to Seth of the telescopic mirror at the Corning Glass Works where we stopped this morning. The glass on display was fabulous and the glass making factory and exhibits pertaining to the industry were also good.  

Went by Aunt Emily's House in Oswego, New York - Friday, July 16, 1965

We crossed the rest of little Rhode Island, Connecticut and the Catskills of southern New York and tonight we are west of Oswego. We stopped in the town and looked at the house where Grandma came to visit Aunt Emily. We had an early lunch (delicious ham and potato salad with lots of greens) at a nice little German restaurant. I drove in Connecticut and some of New York. The hills again were so pretty. At times we were completely surrounded by a circle of hills. We had a dip in our motel pool. I've sent a postcard to Tex every day - if I were to stop now he'd think something had happened. Recent news: Adlai Stevenson died suddenly Wednesday in London. Mariner 4 is sending back more pictures.

Saw Plimoth Plantation and the Restored Mayflower II - Thursday, July 15, 1965

Today we went to Plymouth, Massachusetts where we saw the restored Pilgrim village of "Plimoth Plantation." The area was so congested that we stopped only briefly at the "rock" and Mayflower II. We didn't go aboard the restored ship, although it is possible to do so. We are west of Providence, Rhode Island tonight, headed home. We've been having a very good trip and enjoying our sightseeing although seven in the car gets kind of crowded. Before we left Pemaquid Point this morning we helped feed the seagulls. They would sometimes eat right out of our hands.

Saw Ocean for First Time at Pemaquid Point in Maine - Wednesday, July 14, 1965

It took 22 years, but now I've seen an ocean (Mom's first time, too). We found our way down quiet Maine country highways to Pemaquid Point. We have a whole house for our sleeping quarters next to an inn where we had halibut tonight. We explored the huge rocks that line the coast here and watched the tide recede. High tide was at 12:50 today - we got here about 4:00. There is a lighthouse on the point. Ann and I sat there spellbound by the ocean, waves and seagulls for a while this evening. Everyone is so friendly here - mainly older people. We met a college student from Grinnell, Iowa who is working here this summer.

Mom's Father was Born in Hartland Four Corners, Vermont - Tuesday, July 13, 1965

Tonight we are on Mascoma Lake in New Hampshire. We went through a lot more of the Adirondacks and crossed into Vermont via a ferry on Lake Champlain. We saw many picturesque New England villages. Woodstock, Vermont, where some of our family history begins, is so pretty. We went through Hartland Four Corners where Mom's father was born. A little farther on, near Hartland, we drove out into the country and found an old distant relative whose poorly kept house I can hardly believe, was real and not fiction! These mountain lakes are so pretty.

Saw Jean Gaylord's House Overlooking a Waterfall - Monday, July 12, 1965

We are just beginning to get into the mountainous region of New York. Tonight we are staying in the Adirondack Forest Preserve at a motel on Oxbow Lake. We girls took a rowboat out on the lake and went out a second time with Mom along. We visited friends of Grandma from her school days in Skaneateles and Syracuse and saw some of the houses in which she used to live. We also stopped at the garden store of Mom's cousin Jean (the one who still has a cabin on Lake Canandaigua) and her husband. She took us out to their house - fabulous, overlooking a waterfall on their own property. We really do like Jean.

Niagara Falls, Lake Canandaigua and a Summer Cottage - Sunday, July 11, 1965

We left Grandma's about 6:00 and drove first of all to Niagara Falls. They let me drive from the New York Turnpike through Buffalo and the city of Niagara Falls to the site of the falls. They were a tremendous thing to behold, although maybe not quite as large or as loud as I had imagined. We saw both the Horseshoe (Canadian) and American Falls from Goat Island. Then we drove on to Canandaigua and got a motel room. We drove along Lake Canandaigua, one of the Finger Lakes, where Mom used to spend summers as a girl. We waded and collected rocks on Gaylord's private beach at the cottage (no one was there) next to where Grandma, Jane and Mom's cottage was, and went up to peek in the windows.