06/22/2026
Today, someone who has watched me grow up stood in a line that stretched out the door. When he finally got to the counter, he looked at me and said, “You are your father’s child.”
It was one of the nicest things anyone could have said to me.
Happy Father's Day, Dad. I would have loved to share a coffee with you in my little spot by the sea, in the town where you taught me to love the small business life.
And I think you'd have liked it here. 🤍
