Pleasure Ridge Park

We took a trip down Memory Lane this morning. We visited Pleasure Ridge Park, Kentucky, the Louisville suburb where Karen lived for six years before she moved to Florida with her family just after her ninth birthday. We went to Mass at St Paul’s and walked around her old school, drove past the old homestead, and ate lunch at the McDonald’s on Dixie Highway. Back in those days, before the Golden Arches, their sign claimed “More Than 400,000 Sold” and it was just a walk up hamburger stand. From there we drove to Cincinnati, spent the evening with Karen’s Aunt Mary and dined on Swiss Miss hamburgers at Frisch’s Big Boy, a Cincinnati tradition.