I’m sitting on a couch in Hershey, Penn., with my sister, my daughter and my granddaughter, watching the Food Network and thinking, “How weird is this?”
We’re here on a partial family vacation since only part of our family is here. My sister flew in from California and my daughter, granddaughter and son-in-law drove up from Virginia. My husband and I flew up from Florida.
We chose to meet in Hershey because we like chocolate. Also, the children of my husband’s late best friend live nearby and they’ve become family to us.