I recently rediscovered some very old (50 years to be exact) postcards from the resort that we stayed at on our honeymoon in the Poconos. This was the little plane that we were supposed to ride in on Monday, then Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday--all too windy. Friday was the last chance and they took four people up on one flight. When they came back they said it was too windy and they could only take two and up we went. I had been dreading it every day and George was looking forward to it all week.
Well, I enjoyed it and his hands were sweating (we were holding hands) because he knew it was a rough ride. He did not enjoy it so much. Looking at this postcard now, I am surprised I went on such a small plane and I would be nervous all again should I have the opportunity again.
This postcard are pictures of the dining areas and the bowling alley. There was a miniature golf course, swimming pool and other activities. If it were still open we would happily return this year.
This is a postcard we received keeping us up to date on the schedule of the group that entertained us at Birchwood. I guess ruffles were in that year because George wore a ruffled shirt at our wedding.
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