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Mrs. Teabody Flies the American Flag

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  Our American flag. There are probably altogether more than three dozen American flags flying along Main Street McConnellsburg, Pennsylvania today and they will remain flying until Independence Day 2022 has passed. The bulk of the current crop were donated by a dear friend to recognize the service and sacrifice of our military. The opening days of the history of my life recognized that America armed forces had joined other countries in the destruction of a horrible monster bent on eliminating whole segments of the world.  My father, my uncles embodied the American military aspect. It was that flag I grew up gazing at, hand over heart: "UNITED States of America" and "with liberty and justice for all." While I have many, many mixed feelings about the state of affairs in America on this bright morning of July 4, 2022,  I'm clear about the spirit and intent with which I put three dozen American flags in place: 1. Respect for the American military and all the associ

Mrs. Teabody Returns to England Part 2: York and Shire, April 1-3

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  After leaving Stratford, we traveled  to York where we spent a week enjoying the best of Yorkshire, which is pretty wonderful. Herein days 1 and 2. Once again, this is a journal which you may or may not find interesting. Here we are in Herriot ( and Greathead) country Friday April 1, York . Less than three hours after decamping from the Shakespeare Hotel in Stratford upon Avon, we arrived  by Sapphire Taxis at our rental which would be home for the next week. This location was just one half mile from the York Railway Station and all of York proper was just through the walls that almost completely surround this beautiful city. Stairs, cases😂 Donna's room was entirely too small but Donna is one of those traveling companions who make the best of everything. We moved in, then once again donned winter scarves and hats and made our first precarious walk along busy, busy, busy Leaman Road past the enormous Railway Museum and through our pedestrian ( and bike) tunnel. Just after that we

Mrs. Teabody Returns to England. Part 1: Stratford-upon-Avon

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This is the diary of a trip, made mostly for those of us who traveled together.  Please feel free to read if you are so inclined. Let's go! This holiday to England with Mr. Teabody and friends Joan and Donna would turn out to be the best thing that's happened to me since the world shut down in March 2020. Like so many other people, I have always been regenerated by a voyage to another life, an endeavour that calls upon some talents (?) that too often lie dormant for long periods of time. Let's face it: doing nothing is easy. Travel? It makes demands. It presents challenges. It calls upon you to make choices/decisions that sometimes make you feel you are in a "ohboyherewego" film clip that may or may not end well. This one does end well. It does exactly what travel should do at its best. But you must listen. I will tell the story in parts and the very first part is a sentimental journey to Stratford-Upon-Avon. You know: Shakespeare and all that.   Leaving home: Th