The free day that wasn’t

Today, in theory was a “free” day. It didn’t seem like it though. Barbara’s parents were thinking of not taking Granny with us today because our morning events conflicted with her house cleaner / companion’s time with her (paid for by the government, since Granny had no money. Barb’s parents also hired the pastor’s wife to take care of Granny because Granny had not been taking care of herself). Granny begged to go, and the cleaner/companion had other plans so it all worked out. Our first stop was in Bethlehem to see Granny’s friend Wally. Wally was a cheerful nephew who had taken care of Granny until his health had deteriorated to the point where he needed to be in assisted living. Wally wanted to take us out to lunch, so after a fire drill at the hospital where he now lived, we did. The thing is, we found out, Wally can’t walk. He’s about 350 pounds and his legs no longer work. Several of us had to hoist him into our van. Once in, he navigated us to the diner, but only after an impromptu visit to the funeral home he used to own. The home was in the middle of the funeral, so Wally’s nephew and son were patient with him up to a point, but then sort of shooed us out of there. At the diner, we met up with Barbara’s other cousin, Sherry, and her mom. Ken and Ruth showed up there as well. After lunch, we all said our good-byes since my family would be moving on tomorrow, and then we were “free.” Well, today, being Monday, NOTHING was opened – no museums, no parks, nothing. The only things opened were the amusement park (roller-coasters) and a fish hatchery. We went to the fish hatchery. Courtney loved it. While texting, on the way back to the motel, we discovered that my sister and her traveling softball league was at the amusement park. We were now too far away to visit them, so oh well, a missed opportunity. For dinner, I wanted pizza, so we went to the best pizza place in town and it was closed. We decided to go to Cracker Barrel instead. Wouldn’t you know it, my sister and her softball team were dining there! They had missed the exit for the closer Cracker Barrel in Allentown, so they went to the one in Hamburg (ours) instead. What are the odds? We took pictures, ate, talked, and then my family headed to an ice cream shop (good ice cream!) while Mindy took her softball kids home to West Virginia.