Offbeat Outings is a bi-monthly series that highlights the travels of BHP staff as they experience history first-hand throughout Pennsylvania.
When some people plan to go on an historic vacation they think of places to visit like the Egyptian pyramids at Giza, Colonial Williamsburg, Stonehenge, or even Gettysburg. When I think of an historic vacation, I think about going home.
Let me define that first. When I talk about home I don’t mean my apartment in Harrisburg where I have lived with my wife and cat for the last 7 years.
So, on a post-Christmas December day, I set out for a weekend excursion to cross the Appalachian Mountains and venture back out into the frontier. The wife and I piled into the rental car with enough supplies for a weekend with my parents.
When money is tight we consider taking the long route to get home. This consists of driving north out of the city of Harrisburg on 22/ 322. The 5 ½ hour trip winds you through the Lewistown Narrows, within spitting distance of Raystown Lake, through downtown Holidaysburg , past the Jimmy Stewart Museum in Indiana, Pa, and finally down along the Kiskiminetas River near where it joins the flow of the Allegheny River. On most occasions though, we prefer to take the Pennsylvania Turnpike, as it cuts our travel time down by a couple of hours.
Growing up, I always dreamed of getting away from this place and going somewhere exciting and adventurous. This might be why I got into archaeology. As an adult, I find myself occasionally craving a road trip back home to the place where I built 23 years of memories. In my mind I can remember the way things looked and I always hope that when I get back home that they still look the same.
However, things don’t stay the way we remember. This was evident when my wife and I arrived at our hotel and had to maneuver around the fleet of Marcellus Shale drilling trucks. It was also evident when we visited the Pittsburgh Mills Mall later that evening. I can remember the family trips to the Pittsburgh Zoo driving down Route 28 and seeing a beautiful farm tucked into the rolling hills where that mall sits now.
I did find some solace on this trip in the fact that one of my favorite places to visit in Westmoreland County is still nearly intact to the way I remember it.
Founded in 1895, Vandergrift was originally built with the purpose of providing housing for the new non-unionized steelworks under the Apollo Iron and Steel Company as a model industrial town. When a strike and lockout closed George McMurtry’s steel plant in Apollo, Pa, he hired Frederick Law Olmstead’s architecture firm to create a town with an urban design that reflected a combination of social reform, comprehensive infrastructure planning, and private homeownership. These ideals helped to create a loyalty and good relations between the workers and McMurtry.
The Vandergrift Historic District (Keyno 096607) was listed in the National Register of Historic Places in 1995. It contains 625 contributing buildings and 2 contributing sites. These numbers comprise a mix of residential properties, along with commercial and educational facilities, and a couple of landscaped parks.
One of the reasons this town is one of my favorite places is that when you are downtown you are typically no more than a block or two away from the residential areas. A quick trip across the street could bring you to the Post Office to pick up your mail and admire the New Deal Mural above the Post Master’s office door.
One of the places that is still doing well and drawing people to Vandergrift is the Casino Theater. 
Built in 1900, the Casino Theater was part of the “Vaudeville Circuit”. As a kid, my parents took my sisters and I to see a few shows here, including a dance performance that my older sister performed in.
The theater itself stands out in the community, not just because it sits at a major intersection, but for the four large, white Ionic columns on the front of the building. The adjacent section of the building houses the Vandergrift Public Library, formerly the Municipal Building. When the library first opened in 1901, McMurtry challenged the residents to match his donation of 1000 books to prove that they were serious about owning a library. As a result, the Vandergrift Public Library Association was formed and the donation was matched. 
By far this is one of my favorite places to visit when I go home. I highlighted some of the gems of this sleepy little town. I encourage everyone to sometime go home and dig up some memories of their favorite places from their childhood and comment about them below.
