Return of the Founding Fathers' Guardians by David M. Burke

Author:David M. Burke [Burke, David M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 0762100737
Publisher: NWA Publishing
Published: 2016-08-06T20:00:00+00:00

FORTY THREE

HUNTINGDON, PENNSYLVANIA

Madison stood beside her BMW looking up the mountain. Her eyes took in the view as her hand instinctively reached for her cell phone. She had pulled into a roadside park beside the Little Juniata River. Gabby had told her that she’d see George’s mountain house from here, before the twenty minute drive up the dirt road on the back side of the mountain. The breeze whispered in the tops of the trees on the island, and the mountain spring rippled and sparkled as it flowed downstream and turned left. It was there that the mountainside sloped steeply up. There were intermittent cliffs, some as high as two hundred feet, along the slope that climbed to almost three thousand vertical feet. On the crest of the mountain she could make out the five thousand square foot cedar home that George called the cabin. Others called it the Mountain House. George owned the mountainside down to the water, and east to the adjoining state lands nestled in the lake.

Madison held up her phone. These won’t do it justice, she thought, as she took several photos.

Twenty-five years ago, George proved his business prowess when he took his family’s business to new heights and sent his father millions of dollars. His parents began looking for property for a family cabin. They’d looked for over a year and, abandoning realtors, decided to drive the back roads hoping to find the perfect spot. On a clear day, under a blue sky, they were on an old dirt road winding through the mountains, surrounded by two feet of newly fallen snow. Having just navigated through a fresh drift and rounded a bend, they saw an elderly gentleman shoveling his driveway with an old fashioned snow shovel. George’s mother put her hand on her husband’s arm and said, “Look at that, he must be over eighty. Ray, you should help that poor guy before he has a heart attack.”

George’s father got out of their Tahoe and finished shoveling the base of the driveway. The grateful man invited them in for “a beer, or coffee . . . or whatever will warm you up on this cold day.”

As they sat at the worn kitchen table, the old man asked how they happened to be on this “rustic old dirt path that can barely be called a road.” They told him of their search. The old man smiled and nodded.

George’s dad had a beer, and his mom chose coffee, and after pleasant conversation about the weather and the beauty of the mountains, they were preparing to leave. As they were pulling on their coats, the old man reached down and put his empty beer can on the table. He wiped his hands on his shirt and then on the sides of his jeans, and turned to George’s mother. “Is your husband a developer?”

She thought it an odd question, and with no idea of what was about to happen, she explained that their son was running a successful business out west, and now that they could afford it, they wanted a family cabin.

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