Reporters Notebook (Gburg Times 06/30/07) - "Walmart"

Apparently, the local WalMart is a weekend gathering ground for Upper Adams residents.
A couple of weekends ago, on a Friday evening after work, I traversed to the Route 30 facility to purchase picnic supplies.
Upon entering the building, I ran into an old high school flame.
“Fancy seeing you here,” she said, half astonished to see me.
She then asked me what I do for a living.
“Nothing,” I replied.
As I wormed my way through the store, I ran into my great aunt and uncle.
“What in the world are you doing here on a Friday night?” I asked.
They had just eaten a hearty meal at Hoss’s, and came down to WalMart to “walk it off.”
While in the Express Line, a hand patted my shoulder from behind.
Guess who? A woman who claimed to be one of my Menallen Township neighbors.
“We didn’t get our paper yesterday,” she said.
OK, I’ll handle it.
Walking back to my car in the parking lot, I paused to chat with two family friends: an area law enforcement officer and his wife.
For 20 minutes, we talked about politics, government, television, etc., and basically solved all of the world’s problems.
A van — punctuated by horn honking — pulled alongside our parking lot conversation.
Inside were two of my great aunts.
“What brings you here this evening?” I asked.
Their reply?
“It’s Walmart,” one of the ladies said. “It’s where everyone goes on a Friday night.”
Indeed.
— Scot Andrew Pitzer