May 19, 2019
Two days ago, hubby looked at me over the top of his phone with a look that said something was terribly wrong. What’s happened, I asked him, steeling myself for the worse. I’m reading that the diner is closing, he said. WHAT!?! I cried? It can’t be! But it is. Because the building owners raised the rent by an enormous amount, he read, the diner owners decided to retire instead of fighting it.
This news came as a shock. We had just eaten at the diner the day before, as it is one of our favorite places. For over four years, it has been our “go to” place. They know without being told that he likes Diet Coke without a straw and that I like relish on my diner dog.
Now we know that in the grand scheme of things, this isn’t a tragedy. It’s sad. It’s heartbreaking for the owners and staff. Certainly we will miss eating there and regularly seeing folks who have become like friends.
We went there for lunch today, and commiserated with many in town who will miss this iconic landmark. Well done, good and faithful folks. You’ve fed lots of us with a smile and good food. Please know you will be missed.
The day then ended on a high note with a family potluck dinner honoring our High School seniors. The connections between the two young men present run deep - grandparents who also were in confirmation class together and graduated High School together. Even great-grandparents who served the congregation years ago as pastor and secretary.
It’s heartwarming to see faith being passed along to two fine young men. We are praying for you and are grateful God goes with you into the days and years ahead.
Blessings.
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