Meet Don And Doc

Don is on the left, Doc on the right. They’re volunteers at the fire department in Trout Run, PA. 

I cruised by them last weekend and had to turn around. As soon as I got out of the car they asked me if I was lost. I laughed and told them of course not! I just wanted to talk to them and take their picture. Like a lot of people I photograph, they seemed a bit surprised. They joked with each other that “If she is taking our picture, we should charge her! HA!” 
They asked where I was going because of my out of state plates. Doc told me he had traveled all over working as a traffic controller for years. He was a riot. Just that jolly, I’m chillin’ in my teeny little town watching the world go by and I can do that now because I have worked my ass off and been some places and done some things. Don didn’t say a word. I think he thought I was a little nuts. I can’t say I’m surprised. After all I was the chatty stranger who popped in out of nowhere. Hope I didn’t scare you Don. Thanks for letting me take your picture. As promised, I will come find you and the Trout Run Fire Department someday and share my fortune with you when/if I make it. Until then, happy chair sitting and relaxing on those perfect summer nights gents.
Here’s to everyday folks and all walks of life.
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Phew! I’m Glad They Make Treat Sticks

I’ve been on a wild goose chase to find a place that did.
So, in case you were looking for a place to do your deer processing.
Here you go!
Yep, looks like they will cut, “rap” and freeze it for you. That’s awesome. Musical and processing talent. It’s like a one stop shop for all your needs.
(The best part of this photo is that I didn’t even notice the “rap” until posting it right now. I thought it was funny enough as a sign in general. The “rap” just blows it off the charts.)
What’s that I say? Oh yeah…
God I love this stuff.
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Chop Chop

I walked by this old school barber shop in tiny Montour Falls, NY. a couple days ago. The barber pole was spinning at this place just like one did outside Al’s Barber Shop that my grandpa used to take us to when we were in elementary school. My brothers would get the cuts, and Al would feed me Tootsie Rolls out of his candy drawer while I waited impatiently for the boys to be done. I had a nostalgic moment and thought why not snap a photo. Here’s some interesting info. on the origin of the barber pole.

Can’t say it enough. Love, love, love these small towns and their Main Streets. After the barber shop I ran into Judy; Square Dancer Extraordinaire. Good story on her soon.
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I’m Sorry-How Many?!

Walked by a poster for Food, Inc. today and the friend I was with told me a bit about the movie.That of course got me intrigued to look up some more info. Yeah. Wow. Talk about a movie I am going to make sure I see as soon as I can. 

Just watching the trailer alone makes me scared to ever eat anything again that’s not tree bark I pick off myself. That and hearing that the modern supermarket has an average of 47,000 items in it. What?! Fourty seven thousand??!! Ew. Talk about the ultimate in gluttony.
Comparing myself to others, I think I eat fairly healthily. I do always like yummy treats of chocolate and wine and that will probably never change- but yikes! That number of supermarket items along with thoughts of what we consume as Americans on a daily basis makes me want to rethink a lot when it comes to my own eating habits. God knows what this movie will make me want to do after watching it.
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