We went to Scranton/Clarks Summit for Thanksgiving this, meaning last, year. It was our first extended visit to those hills since before Jack was born, and maybe even before we were married. So we drove around downtown Scranton, and the weird spots in Clarks Summit we frequented in our childhood, like Gerrity’s for some reason. We also took a trip to the Steamtown Mall, where we used to wander. It was very dead in there even though it was Black Friday, which was kind of depressing.
We did get to see the new home of the sign that used to welcome drivers off of 81 (I think) into Scranton. It was either moved because the city decided simply to update, or because people kept pulling their cars to the side of the highway to pose with it. Now it is safely tucked outside of Boscovs, festooned with Father Christmas and his elf, to draw Office superfans to the mall to buy trinkets from the recently opened Dunder Mifflin Paper Company store, which we did not visit, but saw signs for all over the mall.
Also, appropriately enough, Jack learned the sign for train while we were there. And we had a lovely Thanksgiving.
Tags: holiday, sign from The Office, Thanksgiving
