Hi Ev, I viewed the pics with great interest at your site numerous times, just amazed at what all had been captured on film. I never replied here, wanting to keep your post at the very top, and not drop, that the link would be easily found and shared. Thank you for sharing the link. Sue

Lilyfinch, My problem is I have too many favorite foods! Pittsburgh does not have a single, specific, signature food. I would think a Primanti sandwich, with your whole meal held between two big pieces of bread, especially your French fries, is unique to Pittsburgh. You can get the fries put on the side, but the sandwich isn't the same that way. The best pierogies are homemade, then church pierogies. My cousin Deloris said the ladies at St. Jehosaphat's, claimed theirs were the best. Those dear, old time ladies are long gone. My Aunt Mary made the best pierogies. They were huge, about the size of 4 Mrs. T's pierogies. She used a large Crisco can as the dough cutter! No wonder! What memories! My mother couldn't make good pierogi's. She didn't have the touch! Hers fell apart at the seams, but they were still delicious. Oakmont Bakery cannot be matched. You can breathe in their cakes while you're eating their cookies, twice the joy, in half the time. That's the only way to do it! Eat n' Park has a senior lunch buffet on Tuesdays. I taught English at Colfax School in Springdale, PA, many years ago. I am very knowledgeable of the river towns along the Allegheny. Cheswick is a nice place to live. There is a productive Bald Eagle's nest in Harmarville, on the cliff above Freeport Rd., at the Hulton Bridge (newly built..recently opened). Bald Eagles have returned to the Pittsburgh area after a 150 year absence! There you go, Lilyfinch, a little stroll down memory lane for both of us! Keep well. Moses

I will have to go find a persimmon forum, I guess. I have two persimmon trees without a single bloom. One is definitely in a bad location, (right under a huge oak) and I have to decide whether to keep it there or give up on it. The other is in full sun, and has done nothing. I've been half heartedly fertilizing it, and pointing out the neighbor's over productive persimmons to it as encouragement, but me thinks it's time to be more proactive! KC

About the Clarksville of the song: It has often been presumed that the song refers to Clarksville, Tennessee, which is near Fort Campbell, Kentucky, the home of the 101st Airborne Division, which was then serving in Vietnam. However, according to songwriter Bobby Hart, that was not the case. Instead, according to Hart, "We were just looking for a name that sounded good. There's a little town in northern Arizona I used to go through in the summer on the way to Oak Creek Canyon called Clarkdale. We were throwing out names, and when we got to Clarkdale, we thought Clarksville sounded even better. We didn't know it at the time, [but] there is an Army base near the town of Clarksville, Tennessee — which would have fit the bill fine for the storyline. We couldn't be too direct with The Monkees. We couldn't really make a protest song out of it — we kind of snuck it in." Although "Clarksville," a common U.S. place name, is in the song title, the video accompanying the song on the Monkees' TV show showed a sign pointing to "Clarkesville", which is a much more rare spelling, now used only for a town in Georgia. From https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Last_Train_to_Clarksville Talk about off topic and meandering!