Sylvania Electric Products, Emporium, Cameron County

Still at work on the book I mentioned last week. Have you ever heard the Weird Al song "Everything You Know Is Wrong"? That's sort of how some of the chapters of the book are making me feel. I almost cringe looking at my blog posts on the subject, because it's clear to me that I've grown as a writer in the years since they were first done, but also because so much of what I wrote was based on incorrect information. Granted, that's not entirely my fault, but it's still humbling. 

But I'm still doing my best! This week we're debuting the first post from Cameron County, thanks to a picture sent by the Shenandoah Sentinel's Kaylee Lindenmuth. She had to make a trip there one day this summer and sent me a few pictures. (She always thinks of this blog when she sees a marker and tries to help. I appreciate her so much.) This company's story is a little bit complicated, because the names changed a lot, but I'll try to make it as easy to follow as I can.

Fort Allen and Fort Allen Well, Weissport, Carbon County

Some of my older readers might be looking at that subject line and thinking this looks familiar. They might even be thinking Laura, are you feeling all right? You wrote this post seven years ago.

I'm fine, thank you. Actually, I'm a little giddy, because I have been making excellent progress on the first book version of this blog! I'm really happy with what I've got so far, I'm about halfway through at this point. The book will contain all of the blog posts about Carbon County, which is thus far the only county in which I've completed posts about all of the markers. (Well, all of them except for the ones related to the Walking Purchase. That's a big hornet's nest that needs special consideration.) The original posts are being expanded, with more information, more images, and - my apologies - more humor.

I recently finished the chapter about Fort Allen and its well, and I thought that as a sneak preview, I'd redo the blog post and put in some of that new stuff. I won't put in all of it, of course, because I have to save some goodies for the finished project. But if you like what you see here, then you have an idea of what I'll be releasing fairly soon!

Lititz, Lancaster County

I can't say for sure that creating an Instagram for the blog has definitely impacted the traffic. However, according to Blogger's stats, the numbers are much better than they were at this time last year, so at the absolute worst, the Instagram isn't hurting anything. Maybe these newfangled apps have their uses.

One thing that Instagram has definitely done, at least, is connect me with a lot of historical organizations across the state. The exciting part is that not only am I following them, but some of them are following me back! One of those, which is admittedly what kind of inspired me to do today's post, is the Lititz Historical Foundation. I've done all but one of the markers in Lititz, which was once voted the "Coolest Little Town in America," and by sheer happenstance the one remaining is the official marker of the community. I've only spent one day in Lititz, but I was completely delighted with it (apart from how cold it was, being late winter) and hope to go back.

Market Square, Harrisburg, Dauphin County

You all are amazing! When I updated last week, I said that the blog was about to reach 17,000 hits for the month. Well, apparently some of you took that as a challenge, because July ended with more than 18,000. (Think we can get 20,000 this month? Let's find out.)

As my Facebook followers may have seen, I took the leap and started an Instagram account for the blog. I have never used Insta before and I have practically no idea what I'm doing, but let's see how it goes. If you're on that app, please consider giving MQ a follow - you'll find it here. Not much there just yet but I'm trying.

For this week's quest, I realized it's been months since we talked about anything in Dauphin County, so I decided a look at Harrisburg's early days was in order. As you might expect, it looked very different than it does today.

Walter B. Tewksbury, Tunkhannock, Wyoming County

I want to open this week's quest log with a huge thank you, because once again, the blog has broken its record! In June I had more than 14,000 views, according to Blogger's metrics, and that was the all-time high. But as of this writing, I'm just shy of 17,000, which has me absolutely gobsmacked. So thank you to everyone who has liked and shared and commented on my posts over the years, because every little bit of interaction goes a long way!

Speaking of interaction, I've never used Instagram in my life. I don't entirely understand it, to be honest. But after speaking with one of my much-younger coworkers who has a better grasp of such things, she's helped me to see that it could be beneficial for the blog to have an Insta account and, thereby, an Insta following. So I've downloaded the app onto my phone (baby steps) and will be taking a few days to give myself a learning curve, and the plan is to debut the official MQ Instagram with the first August post. 

The trick, as always, is to pretend I know what I'm doing. 

Meanwhile, today we're going to make our first visit to scenic Wyoming County, where Kevin and I spent a little time during last week's trip. Shout out to the delightful Tioga Bistro in Tunkhannock, where we stopped for lunch - best grilled cheese sandwich I ever had that wasn't made by my mother. We also stopped on the grounds of the high school, to collect the marker for someone who didn't have to pretend he knew what he was doing. Well, maybe he did, I can't say for sure. But it got him all the way to some Olympic medals, so whether or not he faked it, he certainly made it.

Azilum, Multiple Communities, Bradford County

My husband and I spent two days chasing history in the Endless Mountains region of Pennsylvania, which is incredibly well named. We lost cell signal a number of times, which caused our GPS to be a bit unreliable, but we eventually found every place we intended to visit plus a few unexpected side quests. I know that not every man wants to spend his birthday driving around collecting historical facts and soaking up nature, but Kevin assures me that he had a great time. 

One of our intended destinations was the subject of this week's quest, and it's one that I'll admit that I was really looking forward to visiting. Ever since I knew this place existed - or, more accurately, used to exist - I've been extremely curious to see it for myself. Pennsylvania has plenty of historical sites that a lot of people don't even realize are there, and this is a perfect example. No one ever taught me in school that we used to have a house intended for Marie Antoinette.

Hereford Furnace, Hereford Township, Berks County

July's been very topsy-turvy for me, as you might have guessed from last week's post. This past week has been no different, as I've been occupied with what feels like everything under the sun, including but not limited to doctor's appointments and also seeing my late Aunt Gene's beloved cat off to his new home. He's living out west of here with my dear friends at Moon Family Studios, and the photos I've been receiving suggest that he's being absolutely spoiled. As he should be.

I've also been getting ready for a short trip for husband Kevin's birthday, which is next week. We're not going quite as far this year as we did a couple years ago, when we ventured out to Altoona to (try and fail to) ride Leap-the-Dips. Instead, I've been invited to the museum of the Sullivan County Historical Society, as they very much enjoyed my recent post about the Old Woolen Factory. Since nobody gets more excited about people paying attention to my blog than Kevin (no, not even me), he immediately suggested we make it a road trip for his birthday. So we'll be going there and we'll also be checking out the natural beauty at Penn's Cave, which is in that neck of the woods.

But first, a blog post. It's been a while since I did anything from Berks County, so I think it's time for a visit. I collected this one a while back and I sat on it in the hopes that I might be able to get a picture of whatever's left of the furnace, but apparently there isn't much to see. There's always history, though.