Did you know that? You knew that, right? Well maybe if you’ve been here for a while. But, yes, the fun fact of the day is that I grew up in a state park, right on the water, in central PA.
In the middle of my tour de Laur, I hung out with my dad for a day. It was fun to catch up and take a jaunt around my old stomping grounds, including the park where I was raised. You may not have guessed this beach-loving, Florida girl grew up in the middle of nowhere, in a beautiful spot called Gifford Pinchot State Park.
First we visited a little trail that runs along the water on the opposite side of my old house. The views! Oh what a gorgeous day it was. Mid-70s can appear any day now (in my dreams, this Florida girl says).
Then we took a quick stop to visit the first house I was raised in (below), right before the larger state house. This little guy is where we introduced my brother and lived until I was 6 years old. It’s only about a mile from the other house…yeah I didn’t move much growing up! That little window at the top was my room.
Super cute right? All those original stones. A girl can get spoiled with that kind of architecture. Which leads me to my favorite home, the one below. This house was built in 1786 (you can see the date on one of the photos below on the stones) and boy can you feel it. The wood half of the house is about 100 years newer, but still pretty darn old! If you’re not good at math, just take a moment to realize that this former farm house was around when George Washington was alive. Let that marinate.
Also that porch in the first picture on the second floor? My room. So many memories.
^^That’s a little 20 second view of my house/yard. Sorry if it was fast, I didn’t want to spend too long there and disturb the current residents!
Now you may wonder, how does one get to grow up with an entire 2,000+ acre state park as their back yard? Well, my friends, my dad was the manager of said park! Seems logical enough, you’d assume. We got to spend over ten years there (my dad a little longer once I graduated and moved), and the experience was one of the coolest. I still think every kid should be so lucky.
From the quirks of an old house, to endless summers (and winters!) playing in the backyard, to watching sailboat races every weekend when the weather was nice…it’s a time in my life I’ll always cherish.
Thanks to my dad for a wonderful day back home!
Have a great weekend, my little ladybugs. I will be back next week for some weekending action – spoiler alert – I’m meeting my most favorite band this weekend! Then I’ll get back to vacation recaps. Activities, crafts, tie dye – oh my!