You're not fond of either Anheuser-Busch or George Bush.
Your dad's obit mentions that he was a member of the Elks, Eagles, White
Eagles, Moose, American Legion, VFW, Slovak Club, Frontier Club, Greek Club,
Cooperstown Club, St. Joe's Club, Lloydsville Sportsmen's Club and/or the
First Ward Fireman's Club.
The only street fairs left are those held by First Ward Firemen and the
Fourth of July Committee.
You know who invented the Banana Split.
You know that you're not really from First Ward unless your name ends in a vowel.
You ever worked at Valley Dairy or Skatell's Food Land on Depot Street or
Lincoln Avenue.
You can't go to Westmoreland Mall without running into at least five old
classmates, four family members, three co-workers, two neighbors and someone
you don't like.
You never have to worry about being stuck in a ditch when it's snowing since
someone with a 4WD and chains will be along shortly.
You know that the first day of deer season is a statewide holiday.
You've climbed a dangerous, rusty fire tower and lived to tell the tale.
You climbed High Rocks in Derry and were spared the bite of a copperhead.
You know where Keystone State Park is and what's there. You know where the nearest skating rink is.
You stole at least a grape from Battaglia's Produce on Ligonier Street.
Your name and your order are memorized by all the employees at Sheetz.
You know where "Welfare Beach" is.
You remember who Bobby Dale was.
Your blood line has Italian, Polish, Slovenian, Ukrainian, Russian, German
and Irish in it.
You if have a "Hunky Wedding" regardless of your ethnic background.
You can't attend a wedding without hearing the "Chicken Dance" and at least
one polka.
You can use the phrase "fire-hall wedding" without batting an eye.
You are considered a "Hunky" simply because you are Polish, Slovak,
Ukrainian, or Czech.
You know who Johnny Simms and Joey Kay are.
You have jumped from either Bolivar Falls or Shelvin's Rocks.
You know the difference between pizza from Joio's, Hotel Loyal and Dominos.
You've had a "good dinner" at The Pond, Smokey's, Baldonieri's, Valley
Dairy, or The Touchdown Club.
You've had ice cream at Bergman's Dairy or Holzer's.
Your Arnold Palmer not only plays golf but also pilots a jet, sits on the
airport authority and runs a car dealership.
You think Mountain View Inn is the classiest hotel around.
You've been in a parade and have thrown penny candy to kids.
You know that the plural of "you" is "yunz," and you ain't ever gonna call
pop "soda."
You redd-up and worsh deeshes.
You don't vacuum; you run the sweeper.
At least two homes on your block have electric candles in all or most of
the windows or some form of string lights on ... all year long.
You know what a State Store is and your out-of-state friends can't believe
that you can't buy booze at the mini-mart.
You need 45 minutes to hear the complete round of school closings whenever
it snows.
You know where each of Latrobe's ward's elementary schools and fire stations
were (and that Third Ward didn't have one of either).
You've ghost hunted at Torrance, Livermore, Seton Hill or Saint Vincent.
You take at least one day off for both Fort Ligonier Days and the
Westmoreland Arts and Heritage Festival. You enjoy yourself and you're there
all day, but you never buy anything.
You attend a church fish fry at least one Friday of Lent, and you're not
even Catholic.
You know what gnocchi and city chicken are.
You know that Rolling Rock was more than just a beer.
You know exactly where the cops sit along Routes 30, 711, 981, 982, 217 and
22.
You know that "Night of the Living Dead" was filmed in Westmoreland Country.
You know that a "flying saucer" landed in Kecksburg.
You know what "Winky's" was
You know what a sub sale is (and who makes the best).
You used to know what each fire whistle meant.
You still think that Earl Dalton is Fire Chief.
You know that Arnold Palmer really is from Youngstown.
You believe that Latrobe is the real Home of Pro-Football.
You know that Ligonier Beach is just a swimming pool.
This gem was sent to me via e-mail and I am passing it along...please feel free to add your comments.
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
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