Po's Peek at the Past

My wife and son were with me in the car and I was somewhat distraught, to say the least. We were on our way home from visiting my dad in a Johnstown hospital and the outlook for him was not good.

I pulled into a local Sheetz store on Route 56 in the East Hills section of the city to purchase some gas and waited patiently in line, but I allowed enough room for the driver of the car in front of me to maneuver and pull out when he was finished pumping. I was facing him, but I needed to use that left lane in which he was parked because of the location of my car's gas cap.

Me, Mr. Patience

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