A Visit, to Prison

Well, to be fair, first I went to the Baxter's,

for appetizers and good times.  

[Decidedly not prison.]

Though it had been 8 months since last we met, we jumped right into comfortable, and typical elements of our time together.

There was the making of dinner, 

the meeting of new friends,

a little gaming,

a little peaceful conversating,

and Costco.

[I adore Costco.]

But, the event of the weekend was decidedly on Saturday,

when we boarded the train

and, with great enthusiasm, headed to Philly.

We paused for lunch,

and a little music-making,

before walking a million miles to our destination.

The Eastern State Penitentiary;

 a deteriorating

but extremely cool

prison,

 in operation 

from 1829-1971.

 We wandered around,

 exploring,

reflecting,

 learning.

After awhile, we were pretty beat.

 We claimed our freedom, and headed home.

On Sunday, after a weekend of sharing our stories and laughing our hearts out, it was time for me to go.

Always a good time Baxters!
Thanks for loving me, embracing me into your family,
listening to me sing....I can't wait until New Years!