A Favorite Place
A Favorite Place A student asked me a simple question that brought a warm smile to my face. Through her toothless grin pushing her blonde curls from her eyes she simply asked, "Where was your favorite place to visit when you were little? Some people might respond Cedar Point, the beach, or even Disney World. My favorite childhood place to visit is not found in a travel guide. It is located among rural rolling green hills and never to be referenced on travelocity.com . I closed my eyes and smiled recalling a long forgotten warm childhood memory. The images and sounds of my favorite place rushed back like the warm summer wind blowing through the car windows as my Dad drove down the road. Hanging over the front seat talking nonstop to my folks, the cityscape on a great lake plateau would disappear out the back window as the car weaved and rolled along towards the rural hills of western Pennsylvania. Finally, a red barn and a white farmhouse appe...