I have written a number of times about having coffee with folks at the midpoint of my morning walk. I thought you might like to know a little more about the people I share my mornings with.
I’m a newcomer to an informal group of folks who gather almost every morning at the Sunset Avenue McDonalds in Suisun City. At any one time there may be 10 coffee friends there with two or three different topics of conversation going on at the same time at different sections of the table.
Everyone is welcome to chime in. It’s also OK just to sit there and listen .The members of the group seem to accept and respect others for who they are and what they believe, No one has to dominate and no one feels threatened. It’s a comfortable feeling – like an old shoe. It is a good feeling to be with people who accept you and don’t expect or demand anything from you. They have been sharing their mornings for years. They help each other. If someone has a problem, someone else seems to have had the problem before and knows what to do to fix it.
There is a lot of school time spent in the hard knocks category. Each person brings something different to the table, As Larry said, a unique perspective built of different life experiences. No one feels better than others; just different. They (we) are all mature. Mostly retired or of retirement age. Age ranges from about 62 to 92 with the weight on the older side. They are all good people.
I’ll tell you a little about some of them so you’ll know why I feel good about being accepted as one of them.
I’ll start with “The Cookie Monster” as she calls herself. She brings cookies and other goodies for everyone every day. I call her the “Goodie Girl.”
Elma Pastrick is 91. She lives with her daughter, Gina, on 2 1/2 acres. Gina is a sometimes visitor of the group. Elma is an active 91-year-old. She trims fruit tress damaged by frost and still drives. She has shared the fruit from her navel orange tree with me. Sometimes she does the crossword puzzles and other word games from the Daily Republic. Those are things I can’t do but she likes to be challenged. Last year, Elma had a heart attack that was misdiagnosed as blood clots in her lungs. After five days of medications for the blood clots, the doctor asked, “Why aren’t you responding to the medications?” That’s when they discovered that it wasn’t blood clots at all. She had a triple bypass and is back in action.
The problem I have with Elma is my problem, not hers. When she brings in “goodies,” I eat them when I shouldn’t. I have trouble saying, “no” in the morning..
I am going to devote a few more columns telling you about people I think you might like to know.
Murray Bass can be reached at 427-0744 or [email protected]