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               Thursday, August 1 2002 

First vacation as an adult

When I was editing the Nanty Glo Journal (1962-64) I had inherited Dick Millward's "gang" as we used to call it, or "posse" as it would be called today and which is a more apt name for it. This posse had been decimated from about six regulars to only two members by the time he moved to California: myself and Stuart Wertz. Though "Stub," as Dick called Stuart (shortening his "natural" nickname of "Stewbeans"), and I had little in common, we had become friends because we'd been hanging out together for several years. I'd picked him up at his house in Twin Rocks so many times for the drive to Dick's garage (his dad's garage, where Dick worked evenings, on Lloyd Street) that after Dick moved force of habit caused me to stop there again the next evening. Stub was, as usual, waiting for me.

After I was hired by Sedloff Publications to edit the Journal, Stub took an interest in the paper's big old-fashioned press camera and asked me to teach him to use it, offering to do the photography at events I covered in exchange for the opportunity to learn. It was an internship in the true sense, though that term never came up.

One afternoon we were driving out of Nanty Glo toward Washington, D.C., to cover a visit of the Nanty Glo borough council to our state and district Congress Members. About the intersection of Davis Street we picked up a hitch-hiker, a guy about our age (20-21) whom we'd been seeing in town recently. Our casual conversation seemed to click. His name was Clarence, "Clem," he was known as, and he was going to Johnstown. We told him we were en route to Washington and joked "do you want to go to Washington?" It turned out that a Nanty Glo girl he was very interested in was working in Washington, living in Alexandria, Va. The three of us completed the trip, sleeping in the car on a side road near Alexandria that night, Clem striking out on his own to find his love while Stub and I covered the meetings in the Capitol the next day.

It was the first dozens of road trips we made together, including the first vacation I took as an adult, about which more tomorrow.

—Webmaster Jon Kennedy

Etiquette for rednecks (last of series)


Dim your headlights for approaching vehicles, even if the gun is loaded and the deer is in sight.

When approaching a four-way stop, the vehicle with the largest tires always has the right of way.

Never tow another car using panty hose and duct tape.

When sending your wife down the road with a gas can, it's impolite to ask her to bring back beer.

Do not lay rubber while traveling in a funeral procession.

Sent by Mike Harrison

Thought for today

Patriotism is not a short and frenzied outburst of emotion but the tranquil and steady dedication of a lifetime.

Adlai E. Stevenson, Jr.
Sent by Bill Dalrymple

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