Feb
5
2010
Snatches Of Conversation At The Local Diner
Author: siggyA snow storm was coming. The waitress said, “I don’t care, I don’t work tomorrow, let it snow.”
I overheard another say, that later the snow will be heavy–a few inches an hour.
The person I was sitting next to said, ‘Lancaster will get it worse.’
There were all kind of rumors floating about the oncoming storm.
I heard an fragment of a conversation regarding the policy of gays in the military, “If it is not broke don’t fix it.” And then, ‘If someone comes out, they will be killed.’
All this while I was enjoying my bottomless cup of coffee.
On the way home I briefly stopped at the shore of the Susquehanna River, as I often do after I stop at the diner, quickly glanced at the River’s surface, which seemed pretty calm. There was no indication a storm was set to arrive in a few hours.
I saw someone must have launched a boat in the River. A truck was parked there. It must have been a die hard fisherman. It was bitterly cold and the middle of winter. I shrugged my shoulders. I finally went home.
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