July 16 – We got up at 7:30 so we
could be on the road to Boston 
area by 8:30.  It was dreary out from the
start and by the time we hit the interstate it was raining cats and dogs!  There wasn’t anything we could do about so we
headed on.  We had lunch plans with an
old friend of Bill’s who used to teach in Orange  County 
| Longfellow House | 
First stop was Longfellow
National Historic Site in Cambridge ,
 MA Visitor 
 Center 
| Olmsted House | 
Getting from there to Brookline  to the Frederick Law Olmstead NHS in Brookline , MA Prospect  Park  in Brooklyn, as well as famous parks in Chicago,
Seattle , in Canada  and the US Capitol
grounds.  His sons worked with him and
continued his work into 1979 when the firm was sold and moved.  His home was developed into his business
location as well.  He bought the house
and then added rooms and buildings for designing and plant designs rooms.  He put in a sunken rock garden and a circle
drive so carriages could easily drop off passengers and not have to turn
around.  His home is beautiful and
practical.  
From Brookline 
we headed to Quincy  where we were to meet up
with Bill’s friend Pat and see what we could of the Adams  National 
 Historical  Park 
| Pat and Bill | 
We arrived about a half an hour
early but Pat was ready for us.  We got a
tour of their house which is very deceiving from the front.  They’ve added on so much, probably doubled
the size.  Everything has been updated
and it’s really nice.  They have heated
floors and even their driveway is heated. 
Bill was very impressed with that feature.  The key is to turn it on before the snow
piles up.  She took us to the country
club for lunch so we could enjoy the view, but it was misting and drizzly so
there wasn’t much of a view today.  We
had a long leisurely lunch and they caught up on people she knew back in Orlando  and we talked
about aging parents and what we all might have to face at some point.  By the time we got back to their house Pat’s
husband Steve had gotten home and we met him. 
He explained about the heated driveway and showed us all the plumbing
required.  He owns a plumbing company so
that’s why they have all the extra perks. 
We didn’t stay long but invited them to come for a visit to the
campground.  They are discussing an RV
for travel with their 2 dogs and she would like to see ours.
| At least I got the sign | 
The Adams National HP was only
about 10 minutes away and Bill just parked along a loading area while I went in
to get the scoop.  The last tour was gone
for the day and the tours are 2 hours long on a first come first served basis.  He wasn’t clear on the times but said it was
in the brochure and indicated there is one each hour, two if they have staff
for them.  They take you on a trolley to
the actual historical location and you have a ranger lead tour of the
buildings.  I got my stamps but we will
have to go back and hope to get on a tour.
On the way home I wanted to stop
at a JoAnn’s and found one that looked like it would be convenient.  It was until we realized the road had a
barrier the entire way and only at certain intervals can you cross over and
back.  What a pain.  Plus the traffic was horrible and the rain
was back.  Luckily for me there was a
McDonald’s near door to the JoAnn’s so Bill went for an iced coffee for his
headache while I did my shopping.  He was
in a much better mood and we asked how to get going in the direction we wanted
and it was very simple and in a couple of miles we were back on the
Interstate.  Whew!  
We got home about 6 and had
planned to have leftovers for dinner.  We
got in our mile walk since we mostly sat all day.  When I got on the computer we had an email
from a ranger at Frederick Law Olmsted NHS. 
She asked if we may have left a camcorder.  Luckily Bill completed the guest register
with my email address.  Until that moment
we didn’t know we left it.  I emailed
back that yes, it was ours and we’d come back for it next week.  Lucky for Bill that we are getting it
back!  
I printed some postcards to mail
and we watched some TV and read.
 
 
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