Pocono Pines,
A Lot of Care
Samantha
cared. She, like so many rushers (people in rush hour), was going at the usual
crazy speed down the 904 Highway at Mount Pocono when she managed to pull out
of the wave of cars. Seeing the opportunity to do a horseshoe move (or in
regular driver’s parlance, a u-turn) she turned and, facing the opposite
direction, landed herself on the shoulder of the road. There, birthday boy
Tre’von and I, who am also sharing the same anniversary, were walking. I
actually turned 63 today.
Samantha
rolled down the window as we got close. It was obvious she wanted to speak.
“Do you
want a ride?” she asked.
“Thank you
but we’re on our way to Butler , Pennsylvania , and then to New York City America
“That’s
great! No ride then? Can I offer a donation?”
“Sure.”
So she did
and with a smile on her face and a mantra card in her hand she wished us
well and then drove off, caught in the madness of the car rage.
Shortly
thereafter, the ‘Pocono Record’ newspaper responded to our message for our
happy story. There was one call that came to us and then a second for an
interview as well as a photographer who came for a photo shoot at Tobyhanna Lake
May the
Source be with you!
21 miles /
33 km
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