Jugjock Wrote:
Jan 16, 2013 3:32 PM
On a beautiful fall morning about 25-years ago, my attractive 20-something cousin was walking her Afgan hound on a remote country lane beside the Susquehanna River near Loch Haven, Pennsylvania. As she walked along, a late-model car pulled up along side her and two unkempt-looking young men gave her a visual once-over before driving off. A few minutes later the same car approached her from the opposite direction, again slowed down while the occupants gave her another look-over. A short time later, the same car drove up and stopped. The driver leaned out of his window, and menacingly, asked, “Hey Babe, which way is it to Loch Haven?”