After almost 20 years of marriage, I lost my beloved husband, Norman, on April 15th, 2008. Our very FIRST date was a lunch at Eat'n Park in Johnstown. He worked in Pittsburgh, and I worked in Johnstown, and he came home every weekend to visit me in my drug store job. After about a year of his coming in every weekend, and buying enough aspirin, greeting cards, tissues and other sundry needs, he gathered up the courage to "ask me to lunch."
He used to accuse me of wanting to play "Twenty Questions" with him, and instead our luncheon turned into "100 questions!" Our waitress was a dear woman named Betty, and she worked there for a great number of years. She was very patient as our hour lunch turned into two and then three hours! We moved to Pittssburgh 18 years ago, and spent many wonderful dinners at the Eat'n Park location at South Hills Village. Thanks, Eat'n Park, for contributing to our wonderful years together!