This morning Annie had office hours, so Katie and I got up early to go downtown to hit Central Market for some seafood and fresh fasnachts (yeah, yeah, I know they are supposed to be enjoyed only on Fat Tuesday). I like parking at a parking lot on the other side of the Codorus Creek whenever going to Market, so I get a little walk in…and on a beautiful morning like this morning, with a cute little red-head by my side, life was pretty good.

On the way up, we crossed Philadelphia Street so we could look at the Friends Meeting House, which is suggested to be the oldest house of worship still in use. I want to take a camaera next week when I head downtown and snap a few photographs of the structure and the surrounding grounds, so I can share it with you. And for those who don’t know about The Society of Friends, commonly called Quakers, I urge you to see the Wikipedia article; Friends are probably best known for their absolute pacifism, the belief that all violence is unequivocally wrong.

Anyway, we looked over the building and Katie was reading the plaques around the building, when a very kind woman (who’s name I am embarassed to admit I cannot remember) told her she was going into the building to check for mail, and asked if she would like to see the inside. Katie shyly said she would.
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