Over the river and through the woods, to Grandmother's (mom's) house we go!

Jeffery and I boarded the train to Yonkers to pick up our rental car, and then headed towards the village of Washington, Connecticut where my father, grandparents, and great-grandmother are buried.  Boy was that a fun trip, and a good visit at the Gunn Museum, and some sights to see.
We then headed towards my mother's home in Massachusetts.  Thank gosh for the GPS!

leaving NYC over the Harlem(?) River

along the Hudson

to pronounce this, you say Spite n Die-ville

the Yonkers train station entrance

the door into the Yonkers train station

a big building in Yonkers

a cool bridge north of Yonkers

we encounter snow

icicles

at the Gunn Museum in Washington, Connecticut, my grandmother, Dorothy Abbot Loomis is part of history

we think this house is my great-grandma Ab's home on Wykeham Road

the other side

the family headstones

my grandmother's stone; I am named after her

my grandfather's stone

great-grandma Ab

my father's stone was impossible to photograph clearly, due to the late afternoon sun; we honor you Eliot Putnam Loomis!

me with my kinfolk

us there

this photo was taken to aid future seekers of these stones in finding them

Jeffery at the grave of Frederick Gunn, founder of the Gunnery School, which I'm told was where my grandpa Charles and his brother Jack went to school

St John's Church from the graveyard

St. John's Church

it began to snow, and got to be a heavy squall before it lightened up

We left as dark was threatening, and drove to Mom's in the full dark.  Boy, were we glad to arrive at Ma's, and to see the porch light beckoning.