I am happy you are back safe, especially with all the extreme wx in the Midwest.
I have probably drank more bad coffee than most, having stood the midnight-to-4 AM watch at sea on U.S. merchant vessels, lol. But I do appreciate a great cup of coffee. And sorry Columbus - my birth city - was not the best for you. And sounds like you drove through the small mining and RR towns of my mother’s childhood in the ‘20s. They were small “cities” that now literally are near ghost towns. As a child visiting my GP’s farm, my dad and uncle would drive to Corning and at a one-of-kind cafe and usually get a coffee at the counter. Thanks for listening and the memories.
Hi Charles! Coffee is my fuel, for sure! I love those little one-of-a-kind cafes, too...sitting at the counter, watching the waitress scurry to take care of everyone. Road trips make for great memories! I'm already thinking about the next one! 😂❤️
Mandy, I am so sorry for the loss of your son. Tim wasn't in my life for very long, but his impact is deeply felt. I appreciate you stopping by here! Thank you. :)
My first read of yours. Years ago I did a 14000 mile blue highway road trip out west by myself. Your story brought back memories of small cafes and roadside attractions. Seeing what was then a welcoming America. I wished I could have had a “Tim” to share it with.
Hi Roger...your trip sounds amazing! I didnt have Tim long, but the time we had was rich and full. Getting into smaller towns, finding the coffee shops or little mom and pop diners is so great...as long as you dont mention politics. 😂😂 I'm so happy you took the time to read my essay. I hope you'll come back again! ✌️
This is a lovely remembrance of things past, with coffee not madeleines. As you know, my Pablo loves a back road adventure, very endearing. Hugs to you and P.S. I had to re-sign in to comment and the Captcha made me find cars. Coincidence?
What a sweet and touching tribute to Tim. It's so good when we have pleasant memories of those we loved. Maybe you even had some company in the car with you. Glad you had a safe trip home.
I'm happy for you that you do have those wonderful memories. I've always called them, resetting the soul memories. To know great joy is to know great suffering. That blows at times. BTW, my husband was going to change his colon appointment again. I told him I was wearing a red dress and bringing a date to his funeral if he didn't go. I was thinking of you. He's had polyps removed 4 years ago. He's going next Friday. We love listening to outlaw country. My husband is from Louisville, KY. He's a recovering Scotch-Irish, catholic, alcoholic southerner. He grew up around thieves. Need I say more.
😂😂😂😂 I love ya, Lisa! Hold that mans feet to the fire! He sounds too precious to lose! "To know great joy is to know great suffering". DAMN. Thank you. 😘
Your road trips with Tim sound like me and hubs always taking the road less travelled! Such great memories😊Great for wildlife siting, quirky gas stations and oddities. Our last road trip 2 weeks ago from BC to Saskatchewan we met Pinto McBean
I fear that the always online culture with smartphones, Siri, and ubiquitous GPS is making it far less likely that people take these paths less well traveled, and thus they miss out on so much great experiences.
I have fond memories of road trips with my families in the 70's and 80's with lots of unscheduled detours, and discoveries. Most trips were loosely planned, and we saw a lot of great sights.
Today, getting to the destination is all that seems to matter, and I fear that there is a generation that is not going to experience any of the Route 66 magic.
Absolutely true... there is nothing like taking the back roads. I get it if you're in a big hurry... but I'm not in a hurry anymore. It's time to see more than semi's and service islands. It's one reason I miss the Harley days...but I dont miss the driver. 😂😂😂
This hits close to home, Susan. Thank you. A reminder that nobody dies who persists in memory. Our past and the people in it continue to shape our present and future lives.
It’s good that your memories of Tim are pleasant and comforting. I get the thing about coffee. I don’t like the fancy stuff, but I want good plain coffee. If it’s too acidic it might as well be poured down the drain.
Oh...how I wish I had known him. And what a wonderful way to invoke and keep his spirit alive. I will look at his picture today and play the music the two of you discovered together. I am sending you a warm hug and gratitude.
Susan Niemann: Loved ones -- so many of mine have passed away -- are very much alive in our own memories, the persons we are, the love we feel for them, and you still have Tim very much influencing you, moving you, as you drive, as you fill up, and there are always many more cups of good Joe on the road.
Put me in the mood, so I am brewing my second tank of Joe. The Trader Joe "French-Roast, Low-Acid" has nice, oily, fragrant beans!
Loved reading this and had to go down some perfectly poetic road trips in my mind.
Thank you Mindi! The road less traveled is the one we always remember! ❤️
I am happy you are back safe, especially with all the extreme wx in the Midwest.
I have probably drank more bad coffee than most, having stood the midnight-to-4 AM watch at sea on U.S. merchant vessels, lol. But I do appreciate a great cup of coffee. And sorry Columbus - my birth city - was not the best for you. And sounds like you drove through the small mining and RR towns of my mother’s childhood in the ‘20s. They were small “cities” that now literally are near ghost towns. As a child visiting my GP’s farm, my dad and uncle would drive to Corning and at a one-of-kind cafe and usually get a coffee at the counter. Thanks for listening and the memories.
Hi Charles! Coffee is my fuel, for sure! I love those little one-of-a-kind cafes, too...sitting at the counter, watching the waitress scurry to take care of everyone. Road trips make for great memories! I'm already thinking about the next one! 😂❤️
Your travels with Tim evoked fond memories of my late son. He was also a coffee lover and turned me on to Jason Isbell. Thank you for the memories!
Mandy, I am so sorry for the loss of your son. Tim wasn't in my life for very long, but his impact is deeply felt. I appreciate you stopping by here! Thank you. :)
Sorry I missed you on the way back. Tim was definitely with you. He always will be. We'll hook up sometime.❤️😘
Hey you! I'm sorry we missed each other...sent a couple of emails. Columbus is on my way from here to there! Let's reconnect! ❤️✌️😘
We will. I've been so busy. I should have gotten back to you. Glad you made it home OK.
No worries! This is Your Season! All is well!
I'll be in touch.😘
My first read of yours. Years ago I did a 14000 mile blue highway road trip out west by myself. Your story brought back memories of small cafes and roadside attractions. Seeing what was then a welcoming America. I wished I could have had a “Tim” to share it with.
Thanks for sharing.
Hi Roger...your trip sounds amazing! I didnt have Tim long, but the time we had was rich and full. Getting into smaller towns, finding the coffee shops or little mom and pop diners is so great...as long as you dont mention politics. 😂😂 I'm so happy you took the time to read my essay. I hope you'll come back again! ✌️
I’ll be back.
This is a lovely remembrance of things past, with coffee not madeleines. As you know, my Pablo loves a back road adventure, very endearing. Hugs to you and P.S. I had to re-sign in to comment and the Captcha made me find cars. Coincidence?
😂 Coincidence!! Thats pretty crazy! ❤️❤️❤️ Thank you Jojene!
What a sweet and touching tribute to Tim. It's so good when we have pleasant memories of those we loved. Maybe you even had some company in the car with you. Glad you had a safe trip home.
Tim was such a fun, smart guy... you're right...I think he was in the car with me the whole way!
Thanks, Charlotte!!
He was.
❤️❤️
Hugs Susan.
I'm happy for you that you do have those wonderful memories. I've always called them, resetting the soul memories. To know great joy is to know great suffering. That blows at times. BTW, my husband was going to change his colon appointment again. I told him I was wearing a red dress and bringing a date to his funeral if he didn't go. I was thinking of you. He's had polyps removed 4 years ago. He's going next Friday. We love listening to outlaw country. My husband is from Louisville, KY. He's a recovering Scotch-Irish, catholic, alcoholic southerner. He grew up around thieves. Need I say more.
😂😂😂😂 I love ya, Lisa! Hold that mans feet to the fire! He sounds too precious to lose! "To know great joy is to know great suffering". DAMN. Thank you. 😘
Love ya back.
Your road trips with Tim sound like me and hubs always taking the road less travelled! Such great memories😊Great for wildlife siting, quirky gas stations and oddities. Our last road trip 2 weeks ago from BC to Saskatchewan we met Pinto McBean
in Bow Island Alberta😂Gotta love a small town!!
Pinto McBean!?! I love that! 😂😂 And I do love Canada. Thanks kath!
I fear that the always online culture with smartphones, Siri, and ubiquitous GPS is making it far less likely that people take these paths less well traveled, and thus they miss out on so much great experiences.
I have fond memories of road trips with my families in the 70's and 80's with lots of unscheduled detours, and discoveries. Most trips were loosely planned, and we saw a lot of great sights.
Today, getting to the destination is all that seems to matter, and I fear that there is a generation that is not going to experience any of the Route 66 magic.
Absolutely true... there is nothing like taking the back roads. I get it if you're in a big hurry... but I'm not in a hurry anymore. It's time to see more than semi's and service islands. It's one reason I miss the Harley days...but I dont miss the driver. 😂😂😂
😂😂
We avoid interstates when we can. We have crossed Ohio on US30 several times.
Oh… the interstate is exhausting!
This hits close to home, Susan. Thank you. A reminder that nobody dies who persists in memory. Our past and the people in it continue to shape our present and future lives.
Thank you Wayne! Little things like coffee shops bring me a little closer to him!
It’s good that your memories of Tim are pleasant and comforting. I get the thing about coffee. I don’t like the fancy stuff, but I want good plain coffee. If it’s too acidic it might as well be poured down the drain.
Absolutely. I just couldn’t drink it. 😂
Oh...how I wish I had known him. And what a wonderful way to invoke and keep his spirit alive. I will look at his picture today and play the music the two of you discovered together. I am sending you a warm hug and gratitude.
Oh, man.... that means so much! Thank you. Hope you enjoy the music! I can feel your hug! ❤️❤️❤️
Glad you got back safely! Enjoy the weekend with great memories!
Thanks Tess. It was a good trip! Now I need sleep! 😂😂
Susan Niemann: Loved ones -- so many of mine have passed away -- are very much alive in our own memories, the persons we are, the love we feel for them, and you still have Tim very much influencing you, moving you, as you drive, as you fill up, and there are always many more cups of good Joe on the road.
Put me in the mood, so I am brewing my second tank of Joe. The Trader Joe "French-Roast, Low-Acid" has nice, oily, fragrant beans!
ARMAND! Thank you. I also do Traeder Joes French Roast...how about that! It's so good!