BOXES 108-110: Heading Eastward.

Once again, here are Ellen, Jamie and Donya (as in several previous BOXES)--not in some idyllic English countryside but (I'm pretty sure) at one of the Shaker Lakes, the string of lagoons occupying parts of Shaker Heights, the Cleveland suburb. I'd left Sheboygan for much of the summer of 1977, stopping first in Evanston, then hanging out with family in Cleveland before driving to see friends in Pennsylvania, Massachusetts--where coincidentally I visited a real Shaker village--and Maine, before driving back for a family wedding in another part of PA and eventually back to Wisconsin.

In Evanston I had stopped to see Mark and Cynthia Coleman, whom I'd traveled with in Ireland three years earlier (see BOXES 84-85). They now had a daughter, Elizabeth, and most of my pictures on this visit are of her, along with a few of Mark at the grill and one of Cynthia with NU graduate student Rosemary Jann :

My slides from Cleveland show that I spent part of an afternoon driving around with Ellen, Jamie and Donya--maybe we were babysitting Jamie while Jim and Dottie were on vacation. The waterfall below must be Chagrin Falls:

And here are some more views of the Shaker Lakes:

Jim Hicks and his family, whom you last saw when he was pastor of a church in Montclair, NJ (BOXES 96-98), now had a parish in Dauphin, PA, near Harrisburg. I visited them on my way out East. Here the whole family poses in front of what must be the church, but I have no idea now why I took that photo of Jim when we stopped at McDonalds.

After that visit I spent a few days with Ed and Elaine Foster and their children in or near Cummington, MA, on the eastern edge of the Berkshires, where they had bought a house:

We visited a number of sites in the area, both famous and nameless. Among the latter was a wetland where we could see a beaver dam and even the gnawed-by-a-beaver trunk of a sapling up close:

And here is a 'picturesque' barn:

We saw grander and in fact historic buildings too: here are Herman Melville's home, Arrowhead, in Pittsfield, and William Cullen Bryant's Homestead, which I'd visited with Ed in the winter of 1972 (BOXES 51-52):

We also stopped at the Hancock Shaker Village, founded in the 1790s. The photos below include a more famous barn: the innovative round stone one built in 1826.

One other stop was the summit of Mount Greylock, with spectacular views of the land below and the surrounding Berkshires:

My next visit was to Boston. I confess I didn't remember this stop until I scanned this box of slides--and still don't recall why I stopped there. (It must have been to see a friend, since I doubt that I would have gone on my own to a city I'd visited with friends and family several times before, but the pictures give no clue.) The slides show that I stood in front of the admired/hated City Hall once again, and this time looked upward from the lobby as well:

I also tried to capture a handsome Beaux Arts building, which an Internet search tells me is the Suffolk County Courthouse:

Next I wandered up and down Beacon Hill:

. . . and eventually got to an attractive park, which I haven't yet identified:

Then it was on to Copley Square, with such landmarks as H.H. Richardson's Trinity Church, with the Old John Hancock Building looming behind it and the newer Hancock Tower to the right:

Here you see a closeup of Trinity; one of Trinity's stained glass windows (designed by Burne-Jones and Wm. Morris); the nearby Exeter Street Theatre (now a school); and the Old South Church.

Finally I headed up to Maine, but I'll show the photos from that visit and the drive back westward--through the Adirondacks, with stops in Rochester and at a cousin's wedding in Pennsylvania--in the next post.