As a Father’s Day treat, Amber invited Chappy and I to her home in Shrewsbury, PA to celebrate with her Dad and her family. We arrived at her parents’ home in the late afternoon and spent about an hour chatting with her 92-year old grandmother, who just moved into an assisted living facility. She was cracking us up with stories of a man in the home who hums badly all the time and keeps trying to talk to her. I told her Grandmother, “he’s just trying to flirt with you,” and she replied, “oh, I hope not. He doesn’t even do that well.” It was funny, but for the fact that Amber’s spunky grandma is getting more attention from a man than I!
Amber’s parents came home from church – along with their new tenants, Amy and her five children, as well as their son Adam and his wife, Laura, and their four children – and the party got underway. There were a total of 23 people, ranging in age from 92 to 1 – it would be enough to exhaust me, but the Sechrists take it in stride.

The highlight of the BBQ summer dinner was black raspberry pie. On Amber’s grandmother’s property, there are tons of bushes of wild black raspberries that peak 3 weeks a year. It’s an annual tradition in the Sechrist house to have black raspberry pie, and this year I was invited to join in. When they added homemade vanilla ice cream to the mix, Chappy and I thought we had died and gone to dessert heaven.
As an extra bonus, Amber conned her Dad into giving her, her sister, Mendy, me, and Chappy a ride on the family tractor to the grandmother’s property, which is about 1 mile down a country road. Chappy, Mendy and I piled onto the back of an old wooden trailer and spent about 30 minutes picking our way through the thorns of black raspberry bushes to grab handfuls of black raspberries. It was very “Americana” of us and a perfect way to spend Father’s Day.
It was only when we were back at Amber’s house that she announced “be sure you do a tick check. Sometimes ticks get on you when you go into the raspberry bushes.” I’m sorry….WHAT??? That kind of announcement is why I don’t DO nature!! Fortunately for me, Chappy was the winner of the tick check. A little fellow was trying to burrow right into Chappy’s cleavage before she found it, freaked and pitched it out the window! Agh…a lot of risk for some little berries!













