I've been drinking coffee a LONG time, with LOTS of different people, and ALL over creation.
My first job was sacking groceries down at the Winn-Dixie; W-D is now gone, but the memories still hang around. I'm not sure why the manager took an interest in me, but he did. Roy invited me to "break" at Purser's Pharmacy one morning - "Let's go have a cup of coffee" he said. Dad always said he wasn't old enough to drink coffee, so I had not acquired a taste at the young age of 16. So, off we went.
"I'll have cream and sugar" I said to the lady behind the sandwich counter (those are gone, too, aren't they?)."
"No way", Roy exclaimed, in shock. "If you're going to drink coffee, drink coffee; if you're going to eat a candy bar, have a Hersheys!"
And, so I learned a little about life and a lot about coffee that morning.
When I stop a minute and think about the intervening years, I realize that I have learned a lot about life sitting across the table from someone, drinking coffee. You know, wisdom is an elusive thing - a thing that seems to come to folks that have ages that start with a 4 or a 5 or a 6 - or even higher (depending on what my age was at the time, I think). I know that I have not taken enough time for coffee with these guys over the years. I'm trying to do better at that.
But, now, I'm on the other side of the table a lot, with not much wisdom. So, I am starting a blog to write about those kinds of things that come into my head. I intend to write about the conversations I have over coffee, and the places I have them. I hope you'll find the ideas that pick at my brain interesting.
Come back often!
This is great! I'm so glad you're finally doing this. So much wisdom to share with the world! :)
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