Thanks, Mom

I sit here drinking my coffee, waiting for it to energize me. It’s bitter but has grown on me over the years. Of course it is even better with cream and chocolate! I remember my first cup of coffee. I absolutely profoundly LOVED it! I hadn’t known about mochas and frappacinos(sp?) back then. It probably tasted so good simply because I was stealing it from someone I love. After that first cup of coffee it was many years before I drank it again. Maybe it was because of people’s shocked reactions and laughter, I don’t know. You see, I was only about four years old and stole that cup of coffee from my mom when she wasn’t looking. She was helping a customer at my dad’s business back then, Bob’s Campers. I don’t know if my mom remembers that day but I do. Thanks, Mom, for making coffee that day.

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