I am sitting in a coffee house in Hamilton, New York. I am full of memories and also full of the sights of today. It’s a classic New York state small town, a college town. The lady who owns the place doesn’t know anything about the Sugar Bowl cafe that was here in the fifties. I am going outside and taking some pictures right now.
We used to pass through this town, sometimes would do activities here like band concerts at the bandstand in the park.
It’s beautiful, very pleasant, and very much in the present – but for me it has a magicalness because of my memories.
Here’s a picture of the Barge Canal Coffee Company where Susan and the folks were hospitable.

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