OVER THE RIVER AND THROUGH THE WOODS, Part 1: GRANDPAP'S TANK

On the hill, stoically overlooking my Aunt Deb's house in Richeyville, Pennsylvania, is the town's water tank. From the back seat of our parent's car, my brother and I would compete with each other to see which of us would be the first to see it. The tank...which Jake and I referred to as "Grandpap's Tank"...was indication that the two hour drive to Grandpap and Grandma Morosky's house was near the end. Every kid loves their grandparent's house...and I'm no exception. Even now, as an adult, far removed from the back seat of my parent's car, I can still conjure so many memories of our countless trips to the place my mom and dad referred to as "home." On a number of occasions, my brother and I would walk up to the water tank in Richeyville. For the 11 year old me, it was quite an adventure. -- 1984 We all have memories of visiting our Grandparents....and I'd bet that yours, like mine, are pleasant. Visiting ...