Superman Goes to the Supermarket


You know you’re in a good place when you’re aimlessly wandering around the Walmart parking lot (in a nearby town) –bordering panic mode because your car is NOT! Where. You. LEFT! It!

… when suddenly a faceless voice speaks forth from the array of vehicles.

You whirl around to identify the source, and there stands your neighbor (from the other town) like a knight on a white steed, or like the masked Lone Ranger, or maybe even like Superman in his cape, speaking these words of comfort:

“It’s over there—>!” pointing south.

Your eager eye follows his finger and you indeed catch a glimpse of your car, subtly tucked away … “over there” … a ways south!

You regain your composure, profusely express your gratitude, scurry southward toward your carriage, slip in, and drive away … heartily thanking God for good people in a fine community in a grand state in the greatest country in the whole wide world!

I wouldn’t choose to live anywhere else!

(For other parking lot escapades, see “A Beautiful World” and “Turkey Trot.”)


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