In search of the Amish

Jean sold 20 bales of straw to an Amish lady who runs a small cannery.  She gave an address and vague directions and asked, “do you have gps?  It’s easy if you have gps.”  So we set off looking for an address on Koopert Rd in Bellville.  Of course that didn’t come up in the iphone.  Jean remembered mention of Butler Rd, so maybe in Butler?  Where we live post offices can seem pretty arbitrary.  We live a half mile from the Shauk post office but have a Mount Gilead address.  Mount Gilead is fifteen miles away.  Our neighbor across the street gets their mail from Bellville.  So you could live near Butler and be in Bellville.  But anyway, no Koopert in Butler either.  Did we mean Cooper?  There’s like 25 of them.  I’m about ready for Plan B, which is, ask someone.  Everybody is known by someone in the country side, and Amish folk all know each other even if they’re not neighbors.  But we didn’t get her name…  Alright, now Jean says, just try Safari.  So I get a hit in Zillo!  The place is not for sale. It’s Kopert not Koopert, and it’s in Butler, not Bellville.  But now I can find it in Maps! From there we got there easily.  Never did see a sign for Kopert Rd…