I go to McDonalds in the morning as part of my pre work routine. Sometimes I just run in and out with a Diet Coke. Lately, I go in and sit with my a Diet Coke and read my Bible.
Today, I saw the cashier from Walgreens eating an Egg McMuffin and drinking coffee. Hum, I thought, I wonder...
I have a character in Sweet Caroline who worked up to his dying day at the age of eighty. Now I know there are plenty of active, healthy eighty year olds, but I doubted how many could or would work forty hours or more a week.
Then, I met Charlie. The Walgreens cashier.
I approached him. "Can I ask you a question?"
He nods.
"How old are you?"
"Eighty-five."
I smile. "Very cool."
Charlie has worked all his life. To this day, he works forty hours a week. Served in Europe during WW2.
Perhaps he might be a friend of my character, Jones McDermott.
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I so love this story! I grew up in a town of characters like this. Great stories! Jeane
I so love this story! I grew up in a town of characters like this. Great stories! Jeane
sounds like a good direction. Didn't was talk about a character like him when you were up here?
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