One of the sites visited was Rosewell ruins, reputed in its day to be one of the most elaborate homes in the American colonies. I remember seeing Rosewell as a child and climbing through brambles and brush to climb on the ruins. Today, the structure has been shored up and the brush cleared away. Archaeological studies are ongoing to unearth artifacts from the 1700's and later times.
After we did sightseeing, we had a chance to sit and talk for a long time. He came right out and told me that he was the adult child of an alcoholic. I had no idea that his dad drank heavily. He told me about his struggles with being a perfectionist and not feeling good enough. Amazing after all these years, he tells me about the difficulties he had with an alcoholic father. Once again I am reminded that there are so many of us affected by alcoholism.
I have taken many photos since I arrived. The reunion was a good time. The ones who were drunks in high school are still drunks. But they are getting a little worn around the edges after years of drinking. And 18 classmates have died from various causes including suicide. Some people actually looked better than I remember them. Several of the fellows I didn't recognize because they had no hair. Genetics and hard living definitely have a lot to do with how we age.
I really wish that C. could be here. I've talked to her many times each day, but it isn't the same as having her here. The animals definitely make it difficult for us to go on an extended vacation together. I don't really know what I'll do for the next few days. There are more sights to see as the area is historical. I've been to most all the places at one time or another in my life, but I didn't photograph them. So I'll have my camera and do as much photography as possible while I'm here.
Here are a few images from my hometown: