When I embarked on a short driving trip to visit old friends and relatives in and around Florida, I never dreamed the myriad of memories that would arise
My first stop north was the relatively new community of Lakewood Ranch near Bradenton. My favorite childhood cousin lives there with his wife, who sadly married on the same weekend our grandmother died in the little western Pennsylvania town of my birthplace, where most everyone’s name ends in a vowel. We moved from there to Cleveland when I was two, but those yearly summer vacations to grandma’s house with the yard full of peach trees and long summer nights playing hide and seek were magical.
Yvonne Ransel lives in Bristol and occasionally writes essays for The Elkhart Truth.
