CAR RACE DREAM

There was a road in Swoyersville. At my uncle Jake Ganz’s store the road was level, but soon began to climb. It climbed straight up a mountain side. At the top , it ended at a perpendicular street. You would expect a stop sign there. Instead, the other street had stop signs. I was told this was because if you stopped your car on that hill in winter ice and snow, you would have no traction. You would have to slide backward down to where the hill was level.