Still waiting to hear if McDonald’s is going to sponsor us with free coffee drinks, I’m keeping my hopes up.
But with all the advertising I’ve done for them I think I deserve at least one free coffee.
Been hanging out here for about two hours now, talking with the local old-fellas and making a lot of racket.
One was a child psychologist born into a lot of money who has three houses. One in Michigan’s UP, one in Daytona (small condo), and his main house in Virginia.
Another owns a car shop, like my grandfather did, whose sons are running it now, like my uncle.
A few of the other guys are out here just because they wanted to go somewhere warm when they retired. All have been around early 60s to late 80s.
One of them fell from a scaffold a number of years ago and something from the fall damaged his arms so he cannot move them. Although, he used this to his advantage and when he walked, pacing the McDonald lobby area, he would swing his legs and watch his arms fly around like a couple of broken pendulums.
Fun times. Reminds me of hanging out with my grandfather and some of the local folks out in Marseilles, Illinois.
When was the last time you talked to someone who has lived a full life and accomplished something you hope you can achieve the same or better at some point in your life?