Everyone knows I love to travel but this trip was not for giggles. I returned to Allentown with my uncle Matt to meet my parents, great-aunt, and other uncles to bury my grandmother. She always wanted to be buried next to her parents and brother who pre-deceased her. So by train, plane and automobile, we trekked to Pennsylvania in February. I saw the family plot for the first time. Kinda bizarre to be standing next to the last vacant spot talking to my aunt Joann who would be occupying it. We went by my great-grandmother's old house and the college where she worked. It was a nice weekend all things considered.