Cerwin and I were honored to be invited to speak at our friend Alan Rockwell’s funeral in western Pennsylvania. He was a salesman who sold “Jesus is Lord” mud flaps to TFC for many years. I was his contact person from 1990 to 2005. We often visited when he delivered mud flaps, and sometimes he would call me for prayer when something was going on in his family’s life.

Because it was a four-hour drive – and the visitation began at 11 AM – we left the house at 7 AM.

About the time we got to the first tunnel on the turnpike, I remembered that our grandson Jordan was also going this way – for his job. I messaged him to see where he was. He was an hour or two ahead of us and already off the turnpike and on his way to his first hog farm.

Our breakfast stop

We followed this trucker for quite a while.

I like to pray for truckers as we travel. I had lots of time to ask God to meet this person’s needs. 🙂

Another tunnel. There are four.

I took this picture next to the gas station where Cerwin stopped for gas. Dining on a patio sounds like something nice to do.

The sun was just right to photograph this pretty barn.

This large banner was on a building as we neared the town where the funeral would be held.

Uniontown – where the funeral was held.

Our drive home was quite different, as it had begun raining during the funeral.

The Pennsylvania mountains are pretty even when partially covered by fog.

Seems like these trees have very little life left in them.

It’s not very nice driving when it is this foggy.

Another set of trees without leaves. I always find it sad to see dead trees.

It was a good day. A rather unusual way to spend Independence Day. But a good day.

We were glad that we went to say goodbye to Alan and meet his family.