Zerbe International Airport

JOE ZERBE INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT, SCHUYLKILL COUNTY

Mammy just finished putting on bumper sticker, “I will give up the county code when they pry my cold, dead fingers from around it” on the back of our car. We then headed towards Minersville for an early Thanksgiving vacation in Allentown. We decided to fly out of Joe Zerbe International Airport because the round trip tickets were all I could get with my 100 books of S & H Green Stamps. It also seemed less hectic than driving on 78 with so many tractor trailers now delivering Chia Pets, clappers and other Christmas gifts to the various stores.

I let Mammy out with the luggage and then parked the car in the long term parking area. The shuttle bus took me to the terminal and I found Mammy. She was checking the luggage and arguing with the attendant. She insisted that our tickets guaranteed us seats in the smoking section of the plane. Apparently this was incorrect information we were given at the Pottsville S & H Green Stamp Redemption Center.

Since we arrived at the airport two hours we headed over to the duty-free gift shop where many unclaimed items that had fallen out of suitcases that opened up coming down the chute to the luggage carousel are sold. We bought several items that appeared to fit us which did not appear too soiled.

We had delicious red beet eggs at the food court. That is where Mammy thought she spotted the Pottsville Domino Pizza delivery man in his uniform. He told her she was correct but that he would be our pilot for the flight to Allentown.

Heading to the boarding terminal we saw the sign “absolutely no liquids!” I opened my carry on, took out my Red Bull and finished it off. Mammy did the same with her maple syrup.
New security rules require that every passenger get either groped or x-rayed.

I selected the groping, while Mammy selected the full body X-ray.
To make this groping procedure more pleasurable, each passenger is allowed to select which security agent will grope you.

I removed my turban and selected a young perky female that reminded me of one of the girls at Spa 61. I am positive that it was the same girl just from the feel of her hands on my body. After about five minutes of groping she asked me to turn my head and cough. She then told me to quickly move along. I was relieved that I did not have a hernia but I asked if that she better make sure as hernias run in the Trout family. I even offered her ten dollars, but she refused.
Mammy opted for the full naked body X-ray as she hates to be touched. The device used was the old x-ray machine from Raring’s Shoe Store on South Centre Street in Pottsville. Due to its age I was unsure of its safety, but I was relieved when I saw a certificate of safety placed on it by the County Office of Weights and Measures.

Mammy had to lie down on the conveyor belt as she went by the machine. She was elated when she passed the X- ray test on her first try for which the attendant gave her a “good job!” sticker. I purchased a copy of her naked body X-ray at the nearby both as a souvenir. It cost only three dollars. I bought a few extra to send to friends and relatives.

We finally boarded our plane and took off, cruising at an altitude of about one hundred feet. Everyone on the plane went “ooooh” as we passed over the Henry Clay Monument heading to Reading. I forgot to tell you that it wasn’t a direct flight and we had a ninety minute lay over and change of planes in Reading. Thus, we were never able to finish the in-flight movie, Jackass 2. I don’t know how it concludes. Maybe I will catch the ending on the flight back.