Made it back to Coraopolis
When I crossed the border at Buffalo, I had the shortest discourse with the Homeland Security official.

It went like this:

Pull up to window

window opens

hand passport and paper with info about tractor and tanker

she says: Be right back

window is shut

3 minutes elapse - I read a few pages of Kindle

window opens

she says: $10.75, please

I hand her $11.00

She puts a quarter and the receipt in my passport.

She hands me the passport.

Window closes.

No questions about where I was born, whether I have weapons, what was I doing in Canada, etc, etc. etc.

I am not complaining, hopefully next time they won't have to be more thorough next time to bring the averages up.

. Had a nice chat with a Keasbey driver whom I meet up with occasionally at random spots. the conversation was about the last time we met. Both of us could not remember where, but we could repeat chapter and verse the prior conversation.
Anyway it can't be a senior moment, since the other fellow is in his 30thys. [I remember now we were at the houston tankwash waiting on the cleaning of our hoses.  The tankwash folks were celebrating Christmas early and were in a "meeting".]

after Etobicoke, Ontario and back to Cory. I am being sent to Monaca (naturally) for a tanker full of white stuff for cardboard manufacture in East Angus, Quebec.  I have been there at least three time before. -- A beautiful place.  Then I go to Keasbey, NJ for a wash.  (a not so beautiful place)