Bob and Ronn finally celebrated their twenty-fifth anniversary with dinner at Dodge City on Paxton Street, their favorite Harrisburg restaurant . . . Our fearless explorer bravely directs his transport into the uncharted waters of the eerie swamp, alert for anacondas, alligators, monkeys in trees and natives with painted faces and spears lurking in the brush. Well, okay, it is just a lake in Pennsylvania, but in the imaginative mind of a young boy it can be a whole lot more. And JJ has quite an imagination . . . Strange how events occasionally dovetail. Earlier in the week Mary Ann Furedi posted a message on FaceBook: I think I just saw Jesus in a diner in Coudersport. Later she reported that she had seen him again surveying in the area. Must have been quite a likeness. Then, today, the Patriot-News carried a story on a religious protest at a library where an award-winning film about being gay in rural Pennsylvania was being shown. Despite the uproar the film was unspooled and the “heavenly finale” was a thunderstorm followed by a double rainbow. And where was this protest? Well, Coudersport, of course. Must have given everyone whatever his beliefs cause to interpret these omens . . .
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