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Sunday, December 03, 2006

Morning Farewell

During the past several years I have arrived early each morning at a small local diner---hungry and looking forward to the beginning of a good day. Those days always started with a warm “Good morning, Erik” from the wait-staff.

This morning I ate the last breakfast at the little diner. The owner has made the decision to open later, close earlier. His decision does not accommodate the needs of my schedule.

I shall deeply miss the good people of that diner…especially Tonya.

“With a stone on his heart he walked away. She had become the bright beginning to each new day. She had become special.”


Blogger Bernita said...

Sad when comfortable rituals are disrupted.
Think we will miss her too.

7:48 AM EST  
Anonymous spyscribbler said...

Isn't it strange to think of those people, who we can't really call friends, but who contribute to our happiness every day and week? We see them more regularly than our most of our family, than our friends, and yet ... those people at the coffee shop or diner that we see every day aren't really our friends, usually.

They just disappear into their lives, their next job, and we're left feeling lonely for them, and sad that we didn't reach that level of friendship--even though they were such a part of our lives.

2:01 PM EST  
Blogger ivan said...

Life has a way of turning your favourite restaurant into anything from a laundromat to a bowling alley, and hardly anyone around blinks.
But you do.
For sure.

4:26 AM EST  
Blogger Erik Ivan James said...

Yes, I've written many little stories here about Tonya and the diner---in the early days of my blogging.

6:57 AM EST  
Blogger Erik Ivan James said...

Well said, Spyscribbler, well said. And, when we do have the feelings as you describe, it is because those people have done their job well. They have made us feel welcome. Unfortunately, it is also those people who are most often the least rewarded in the "money-chain" but who work extremely hard for what little they earn.

7:02 AM EST  
Blogger Erik Ivan James said...

The money, Ivan...It's all about the money.

7:04 AM EST  
Blogger ivan said...

I had to go to a lawyer to get my Mastercard back, so lousy was my credit.
Now she's back.
Mad Max!


11:58 AM EST  
Blogger Sandra Ruttan said...

Oh Erik. How sad. I do hope you do something with all those Diner stories some day.

12:47 PM EST  
Blogger Buffy said...

My grandfather has a diner that serves the same purpose. For him it's a twice a day tradition.

Can't imagine what he would do if it closed or altered it's hours.

9:26 AM EST  

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