The Angels Amongst Us.
Ah, Erie Pennsylvania: a city in my trucking territory that lies within the neutral zone of my mind. There are no positive emotions attached to it, there are no negative emotions attached to it, it just kind of lies there on the map. This could be because I haven’t been there as much as I have to Erie’s neighbors: head north to the Buffalo region, I am comfortable with it. Head south to the horse and buggy streets of Pittsburgh and I’m still comfortable, I just don’t favor it in the mind like I do Buffalo. So Erie lies somewhere in the middle, I guess true comfort comes with experience. Two weeks ago, I had an eight stop trip: The first four were scattered recklessly around mid-western PA and the final four were smack dab in downtown Erie. The first four stops in PA went off without a hitch. The sun was shining, the temperature was a balmy fifty degrees – above average for the time of the year- and as usual lately, I was feeling like a million bucks. By noon, I had checked all four ...