Monday, February 13, 2017
Eventually, We All Get Off in Portland
A bus used to come through everyday from Scranton and points north on its way to Philly.
One day, a fellow who got on the bus in Scranton died. The bus driver had no idea what he should do.
"Drop him off in Portland," suggested passengers. "Everyone gets off in Portland."
And that's what they did.
As a boy, Ron watched as passengers carried the deceased out and lean him against a bench, after which they continued their trip.
Eventually, we all get off in Portland.