“There surges forth a shriek…Maryland, my Maryland!”—A Grand Tour of Southern Ghosts

But lo! there surges forth a shriek, From hill to hill, from creek to creek- Potomac calls to Chesapeake, Maryland! My Maryland! --from Stanza VII, “Maryland, my Maryland” by James Ryder Randall (1861), state song of Maryland since 1939.  Point Lookout State Park 11175 Point Lookout Road Scotland, Maryland Where the Potomac River calls to and meets the Chesapeake Bay

A Grand Tour of Southern Ghosts

“Peopled with garrulous outraged baffled ghosts”—A Grand Tour of Southern Ghosts The weather was raw and freezing on that fateful January day in a remote valley called Shelton Laurel in the mountains of Western North Carolina. The Civil War had been raging for two long years and the tensions among the

Jaunt to the Normandy American Cemetery and Memorial

I wanted to save writing about our jaunt to the Normandy American Cemetery and Memorial this past summer for a special occasion. Veteran's Day presented the perfect opportunity. However, I wasn't able to get it posted in time, so sadly I'm a day late. I've always wanted to visit Normandy period,

Movie Monday: Jaunt to Pointe du Hoc

We docked in Le Havre, France, on the last day of our British Isles cruise. Le Havre is a gateway to France's Normandy region, somewhere I've long wanted to jaunt. Mainly because I've been curious about the D-Day beaches. I partly picked the cruise because it afforded a chance to do

Jaunting to Cork, Ireland

The second stop on our British Isles cruise will take us to Cork, located in the southwest of Ireland. All I knew about Cork was what showed up in parenthesis on our cruise ship itinerary. (ie. "Cork, Ireland (cobh - For Blarney Castle") The Blarney Castle was familiar due to its Blarney