I have been thinking about Dad all morning. Like him, I am a lover of coffee, especially in the morning. So whenever I choose what I am going to grind and brew, I think of him. Unlike him, I need cream and sugar in mine. He was a black coffee guy...no apologies for that. 'Course he needed a piece of cake or pie or a couple of cookies as a "side car" with that morning brew. Neat guy! G
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