Sunday June 3rd 2007. Randolph, New York.

One of the most interesting and unexplored histories of this area is the Underground Railroad that brought escaped slaves north to Canada and freedom. In dear old Jamestown one such house existed on 7th Street where Catherine Harris carried out heroic services for fugitive slaves...sadly today this is a very poor area renowned for its social ills.

One of the cute links I find with this story is the fact that just as the ladies of Changi passed messages to their men in the quilts they made for their fellow inmates, so underground railroad messages were also passed in quilts crafted by slaves and containing coded locations of stops on the road to freedom.

Sunday morning in Randolph and after baking muffins we are off to Randolph United Presbyterian Church in God-fearing small town America.

In the afternoon we take to the water on my beloved Chautauqua Lake...Now I really feel at home. Summer is here and the Lake has come alive, in our case with David, Chris, Alice and I.