CAROLYN’S DAILY POSTS: 2011
THE MARKET STREET ARTS FESTIVAL
It was a delightful warm, sunny, May day—a break in the rainy weather—when my husband Monte and I traveled to Brownsville, Pennsylvania to attend their Market Street Arts Festival.
While my main goal was to glean background for a set of posts for Carolyn’s Compositions (see link at end of post), there was time to explore other activities. For my research, we visited the Thompson House, the Heritage Center museum located in the Flatiron Building, the junction of the Redstone Creek and the Monongahela River, and Nemacolin Castle—and learned information on the early Methodist meetings.
We stopped at the food and stage area to find information. We were told that at one time Redstone was expected to outshine Pittsburgh due to its numerous thriving businesses.
Early in the day a bagpiper strolled through, filling the air with bagpipe notes that delighted everyone. While we were speaking with Norma Ryan, she told us that the young man singing Frank Sinatra’s I Did It My Way was a fifteen year old.
As we passed by the bandstand, he was commenting about why he liked Sinatra, but our time being limited we had to head to our car. While waiting for the light to change we heard him singing You Make Me Feel So Young. The printed schedule listed a David Olson singing Celtic music at noon. I’m not certain that the young man was Olson. It wasn’t—the young man’s name is Christian Sesek. It was clarified in the comment below by Norma Ryan.
We stopped at the Rose Mansion and watched the two slide shows depicting Brownsville’s history. The structure is old, in disrepair (as most of the historical structures are) but is being renovated for a bed and breakfast.
The flier listed a free Jenny Lind Troupe concert. I learned from it that Jenny Lind visited Brownsville 160 years ago, in 1851. I associate Jenny Lind with the beautifully designed crib named after her.
At many points I just wanted to take time to enjoy the event, but I did want to accomplish my goal of obtaining information and clarification of material that I needed for my writing. And so, we pressed onward…