a facebook friend just posted from a diary she kept in 1948- it triggered many memories that I share here.
I was exactly 6 months old when you started on that trip, my cousin Charlotte in Rhode Island was exactly one year old. I traveled the Pennsylvania Turnpike at 10 and after many times after from Drexel Hill PA to Pittsburgh. We spent our Saturdays and Sundays in the car going places. We counted cows and noted licence plates from different states. We had a porto potty in the back seat for me. I had to pee all the time. My mother said all she would see on our rides was the top of my head. I felt car sick most of the ride so was told to look in the distance. My brother who was 4 years younger would brush my hair.. I remember the tunnels and the violent thunderstorms ( I loved those). We drove by a car dealership and I loved the one car I saw that was purple and black, a DeSooto. When I talked about it , which was often, my father's grandmother thought that car was morbid.
Seeing a barn with a colorful swastika ( paunted before it was a Nazi symbol) was impressing. Pittsburgh smelled to me.
I remember Allegheny Mountain.
Receently I have followed people on youtube who hike and drive in Pennsylvania- I am constanly impressed with the wide open spaces and how green it is and the mountains.
We moved to Cape Cod in 1961 and road trips ended, then my father deserted us in 1964. I am glad to live in Massachusetts now but it took a lot of "getting used to" .
Thank you Rosalie for sharing you diary. I would have kept one on our rides but that would have made me car sick. LOL
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I recently found a diary I wrote in 1948 when I was 10, about a trip my parents and my sister and I made in the car to visit my father's mother.
Title: The longest trip I'v taken in the car
Someone has typed up what I wrote - in some cases retaining my spelling
The first actual day of the trip, I wrote
"June 20, 1948, Sunday
Today was the day we were to leave. Mother and Father had done most of the packing the night before in spite of the rain. I woke up at 6:30 and found Mother and Father just getting up." [I was an early bird. Unlike my sister who was a night owl and always hard to wake up in the morning] "I helped around the house, and after breakfast got into the car. We left about 9;10. Our cars mileage when we started was 3636.8. We descovered we had left some thing and had to go back to get it. When we started out again it was about 9:20. Along the way we saw a lot of brown cows and a white one. Everywhere we saw people going to church. We saw some chickens also. We saw a wheat field about ready to cut, but as mother said, "If they can get it dry enough to cut it" We saw a white horse and a lot of dogs."
[Before interstates, there was always something to look at or count. We had endless contests. Red barns. Cows. and of course colors of cars. See a white horse and you made a fist, licked it, kissed it, stamped it, and you would have good luck.]
"We saw a farmer feeding his hogs. We saw a billy goat, 2 cats and some hourses. 1 cat was in a field. About 10:35 we got hungrey and had a cookie. Then we started climbing mountains. The views were beautiful.
After we got to the Penn. Turnpike we went through 2 tunnels. The first was Blue Mountain. The 2nd was Kittanny. We saw something that mother said was a power line. Then we went through Tuscarora Mountain. When we came out we saw another mountain in the distance. It looked like a pyramid. We went around it though. We stopped awhile and had lunch. I ate 3 pieces of chicken, 3 glasses of milk, a piece of bread, and 1 piece of fudge. We saw licences of many kinds. They are recorded in the other book. We also saw two trucks carrying hogs. We then went through Sideling Hill and Rarp Hill. Alleghey Mountain was next and then Laurel Hill. In between tunnels there were many beautiful scenes. I took a nap and we were off the turnpike when I awoke."
When I read the names of the tunnels we went through, I was confused. I did not realize that originally, the Pennsylvania Turnpike had 7 tunnels. Only four of them remain today. That was the reason I could not find some of those tunnels on the current map. This is from Wikipedia on the topic.
When the Pennsylvania Turnpike opened in 1940, it was known as the "Tunnel Highway" because it traversed seven tunnels: These tunnels were originally built as part of the South Pennsylvania Railroad. From east to west they were, Blue Mountain, Kittatinny Mountain, Tuscarora Mountain, Sideling Hill, Rays Hill, Allegheny Mountain, and Laurel Hill. There was one tunnel through each mountain, and the highway was reduced to a single lane in each direction through each tunnel. Here is a photo of what Laurel Hill Tunnel looked like back when we went through it in 1948. There were only two lanes - one in each direction
The Turnpike now has only 4 tunnels. They are Blue, Kittatinny, Tuscarora and Allegheny mountain tunnels. Sideling Hill is now a rest stop on Interstate 76 in Western Maryland.
We do not have any photos of these tunnels or the beautiful scenes that I documented between them.
The first photos I have are of a place in Pennsylvania called Eighty-Four.
I do not know why we stopped in Eighty-Four. Maybe just because it was the reverse of the year 1948. Eighty Four was originally named Smithville. Due to postal confusion with another town of the same name, its name was changed to "Eighty Four" on July 28, 1884. In spite of what the sign said it was not named in honor of Grover Cleveland's 1884 election as President of the United States, because that occurred after the town was named.
Maybe the town was named after the year the town's post office was built, by a postmaster who "didn't have a whole lot of imagination"
Continuing with my diary:
"We next went through Pitt [I think I just couldn't spell Pittsburgh] We saw Fort Pitt and went in. We saw some oil drills, and stopped in a filling station. We had then gone 3909. I got a lemon coconut ice cream cone. We rode until 8 p.m. Then our mileage was 3075.1. We stopped at a park and had dinner. This time I ate 2 pieces of chicken and 2 glasses of milk. I ate 2 fig newtons and 2 pieces of fudge for desert. We saw some sheep newly sheered on which we could see the brands. One of them was ready to have babies. We were in Ohio now and we had gone through the panhandle of West Virginia and Pennsa. from Maryland. In the evening the sunset was beautiful.
We arrived in [blank, but it was Elyria] at about 10:00 p.m. The mileage when we got to Ruth Ellen's house was 4056.7. [419.9 miles average speed about 33 mph] They did not have their furniture yet so we had to sleep on the floor in the sleeping bags. They rented rooms elsewhere. We spent a pleasant night in sleeping bags." [Ruth Ellen was the daughter of friends of my parents. We were saving money by staying with friends or relatives or camping.
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Saturday the 12th I was out on the deck and noticed a car parked in "my spot". I do not have a vehicle but that is where my sidewalk begins and delivery people pause there. I did not recognize it until later when I saw DelRoy grab a barrel and a rake. He was below for the whole day. Not once was I able to catch him to say "Hi". Sad about that as I miss him. So on my walk this morning to do my rounds I checked the sides of the building and the utility path. lo and behold DelRoy had cleared all of that. It was dense with overgrowth for over a year.
Now it is a rainy Sunday and cleaning the parking lot. yay! rain.
pix:
someone against article 9 on gun control
my 2 year collection of cardboard boxes broken down.
last of the 2026 garden and a soaking sudsy bird bath some birds love!
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