The Happy Valley

I stayed above the Shandygaff, a sports bar down an alley off College Avenue, State College, PA Penn State. The happy valley street's were a nightly swarm of milling students. Masses inebriated Heels clicking between Cafe 210, Zeno's and us. Downstairs served one dollar drafts. Fifty cents on fridays. I used to go early before the students, to sit down by myself and watch the old eighties television set with the bouncers and early bird stragglers. "Two please" I'd order eyeing the vinyl peeling off of the worn lite wood grained bar. Leaving my red faux leather cracked silver stool. I'd wander away when the crowds came. Walk down the alleyway and disappear into the multitude.