On Sunday, I had one of those rare, beautiful days of strolling the Avenue with my 23-year-old daughter, my 15-year-old daughter, and two of my older daughter’s friends to experience the Home and Garden Festival.
It wasn’t just any other day, though. As we walked Germantown Avenue, experiencing the sights and sounds, it was a confluence of events that brought us here.
I was with my older daughter and her friends, who I’ve known since they were four years old in preschool at Springside, now SCH. I put my arms around them, we bought candles. We considered …
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On Sunday, I had one of those rare, beautiful days of strolling the Avenue with my 23-year-old daughter, my 15-year-old daughter, and two of my older daughter’s friends to experience the Home and Garden Festival.
It wasn’t just any other day, though. As we walked Germantown Avenue, experiencing the sights and sounds, it was a confluence of events that brought us here.
I was with my older daughter and her friends, who I’ve known since they were four years old in preschool at Springside, now SCH. I put my arms around them, we bought candles. We considered funnel cakes. I bought them seaweed jars to mix into smoothies. (I still don’t get it). We reminisced about all the crazy birthday parties I’d thrown over the years, including the birthday I decided to paint T-shirts on a rug. (Smart move).
But the most amazing part about the entire event was that their SCH aluma Georgia Forjohn was behind all the planning for this event, an event I’ve attended for ten years. I’ve never seen such an amazing, diverse display of crafts, food and local businesses. We could not stop, for the entire walk down the Avenue, being so proud of Georgia and all she had done.
April Lisante
Flourtown
