Friday, May 16, 2008

West Lake, Ohio, Uncle Jim & Aunt Patti

I have to begin by saying Uncle Jim and Aunt Patti are great hosts. We had a lot of fun at their house. Aunt Patti was nice enough to stop what she was doing and take Ja and I around town. The first day of our visit we went to a Cleveland Indians game. FYI: they don't go by the Indians, they go by the Tribe. All of those PC people...
Our seats were three rows away from the third base dugout. Thanks Uncle Jim's company!


After dinner we drove to Lake Erie. This was my first experience with one of the Great Lakes. It looked just like the ocean because you can't see the other side. There are waves coming onto the shore and it was colder by the water, which is also like the beach.





Here is a picture of Aunt Patti and I standing next to Uncle Jim's pond. He is so proud of this pond! He has put a lot of work into making it look really nice. He had all the rock work done that we are standing on, and the little upper bog. He has a canoe that he rides around in, and sometimes falls out of.
Ja and I also rode around the neighborhood on their cruiser bikes. The bikes were fun because they are easy to ride. You side up normally, no leaning over at all. And your feet can touch the ground when you are stopped. There are a lot of great trails around West Lake that Uncle Jim showed us.
The next day Aunt Patti took us to the John Johnson farm out in Hiram, Ohio. This is the room Jospeh Smith was sleeping in when he was drug out in the night, and then tarred and feathered. This is the original floor, green, red, and black checkered. 









This is the room where Joseph Smith translated a lot of the Bible.
The day after he was tarred and feathered, Joseph Smith gave his Sunday sermon on this doorstep.

Here is the full house.

That night we went to Bubba's BBQ for dinner. Bubba is a former Cleveland Brown NFL player who opened his own restaurant. It was really good food. I ate wayyyy too much. Bubba came out to talk to Uncle Jim about his food, man he was huge. I've never seen an NFL player in real life and I don't think I want to again. He could have snapped me in half with one arm. 

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