My mom teaches pre-school, which is to say she has a lot of patience (today, a student drew red dots all over herself with a marker). And my dad works in roofing and siding--he works with contractors--and he coaches the swim team. He got into coaching because I was a swimmer, but he still coaches and I haven't been a swimmer in over 12 years, so this must be his labor of love.
This isn't where I grew up (which is a good thing because the hot water only stays hot for a few minutes at a time and my teenage self would have had many meltdowns about that). But now they live in a cute little town called Bristol Borough.
My favorites are the Victorian ones, especially this one, which is on the same street as my parents' house. It's especially festive over the winter.
The "main" street is full of cafes and shops (including two tattoo parlors). My stomach growled as I ran up the street--one of the cafes was definitely making cinnamon rolls or something quite divine.