Reasons You Return to Pittsburgh in October of Two-thousand Nine

Pap's glider, at sunset.
The dinner table. Pap in the shadows.
A simple setup.
The reheated spaghetti, for which Grandma repeatedly apologized.
Family history.
Family history.
On the topic of: 

Having wrapped performances on From the Margins and taken in my fill of NYC life and stress, I drove over to debrief the grandparents on the goings-on in the Big Apple. Pap then broke out a work-in-progress book about the family history by a relative. The Peghers (my mother's side) appear to go back some 500 years.