I remember we went on probably our last family vacation to Niagara falls in between my junior and senior year in high school. My dad was just starting to get into researching his geneaology. He found that there was a city named "Stalker" in Pennsylvania. Apparently the Stalker family first settled in New York and Stalker is right at the border of New York and Pennsylvania. My dad wanted to visit a cemetery to see some of our relatives' tombstones. We took my Dad's third Suburban (the last one).

It turned out that Stalker was a tiny town. (So small that it doesn't show up in the drop-down menu on Memorycrawler.com). It reminded me of a small dirt-road neighborhood in Clarkston. We were surrounded by trees everywhere we went. There was a cemetery and a few houses and a bridge to New York and that was it. We visited the cemetary and my Dad probably took some photos of the tombstones.

Other than that, there wasn't much to see so we left Stalker, Pennsylvania, making sure not to blink so we didn't miss it.

I do remember though that, as we left there was this small and narrow one lane bridge that was kind of high up and crossed a stream or river. It was kind of scary and fun as Dad drove his Suburban over it.