Samantha and I awoke before sunrise on Sunday. The plan was to wake up slowly, go to church, eat lunch with my parents and then head north.

We had our first cup of Starbucks around 6:30 AM. Sunrise was at 7:22 AM and from my father's house, we watched the sun come up over the horizon together that morning. It was cold, and the steam rolled from our coffee cups and we could see each others breath as we made plans for the day.

It was cold in Frostburg; just fourteen degrees that morning. Not atypical for this time of year, but unpleasant at times.

We got ourselves showered and started to make breakfast for Mom and Dad. We had brought with us some Vermont Maple syrup that I knew they would enjoy. After some French toast we made plans all together for the day. Church would be first on the agenda and we all went to the largest, yet small, Catholic church in Frostburg; next to the Tombstone cafe.

After church, we decided to drive a few minutes down the road for some lunch at D'Atri's.  Their specialty was steak subs as they had perfected a seasoned lettuce that appealed to everyone in town.

At about 2:00 PM, we headed for Boston and Vermont. It was almost time to move on. I knew this in my heart!