One Wednesday morning I couldn’t sleep and I knew my Lancaster News would be in that little orange box at the end of the driveway. So, I slipped on an old coat and took a plunge into the darkened morning.
The moon seemed to be hiding behind some clouds, then I noticed the flashing yellow caution lights of a school bus coming to a stop on the curbside southbound lane of old U.S. 521.
Why the only traffic stopping was directly behind the bus. All other lanes were in race mode. But kids will dart into traffic, they’re so young and trusting.