I'm a little too young for the kind of experiences you guys speak of, but a few memories still come to mind. Anyone here familiar with Sabula Pennsylvania? Mrs. Cornelius's general store was on 255 across from Sabula Lake. You could buy anything from a dozen eggs to a 3 pt. hitch for your Ford N. Dad was notorious for forgetting to pack his ammo for deer season. Mrs. Cornelius always kept a box of Remington 180 gr. 300 Savage ammo in stock, just for Dad. If anyone else asked for it, and it was her last box, she wouldn't sell it to them, 'cuz she knew Dad would be in for it shortly.
