You’ll find it there sitting in a corner of Hoss’s parking lot on most days in August. I speak of an old maroon pickup truck with wooden side boards and a green shaded canopy over the bed—a bed piled high with fresh, recently picked sweet corn. Occasionally, “Silver Queen” is the offering of the day, […]
It was your typical hot, humid July afternoon. The air was close as my wife likes to say. People of all sorts had gathered in Homer City for the world renown Hoodlebug Summerfest. As Debi and I drove into Floodway Park, we noticed a group of folks gathering under the pavilion next to the ball […]
