Fond farewell to Atwoods

(updated 10/5/2012 with many photos) Places come and go. People pass through your life. You hang out at various places with a variety of people on your journey. Memories of the instant impressions of those places and people come and go. Sometimes they linger and some of them, occasionally, linger a long while. And so it will be with me and “Atwood’s” which was more than just a cafe. It’s a fond farewell to Atwood’s — for me, a part of the passages of life. Atwood’s was the Sivells family: Charles and Virginia, and just about their entire family — a very extended one. It was the hooligans with whom I came to eat breakfast with over many years. It was the faces passing through at breakfast or lunch — some just familiar, some whom I actually knew. Atwoods was not a place but rather people. That starts with Charles and Virginia. Virginia (“Jinky” to many) was known as the “Biscuit Queen” and oh, was she ever. If you never had her biscuits then you’ve never had a biscuit. Fortunately for the biscuit affecionados, when son Alan and his wife Melinda took over the cafe Virginia did a marvelous job of instructing the art of the biscuit. Charles (“Charley” to us) was just a friendly cafe owner on the surface, but a complex and deeply religious man in the...

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