I wanted to rant about this past Saturday Night. My friend from Ft. Hood and I were able to go to Crawford last Sat. Her son is a soldier, and has done a tour in Iraq already.
We took the shuttle from Mcgregor with a mom, grandma, and daughter from Temple, not far from me.
Well, afterwards, we decide to eat at Sonny's in Mcgregor. It is a decent sized Cafe. It was 9:20 when we walked through the doors. We had decided on a burger and coke, and a quick rest there before the hour long drive home.
As we walked in, we asked specifically, to the OWNER, if they were still open. Emphatically, he said YES. So we seated ourselves.
As we sat, we noticed a table of Bushie supporters. We were polite, and noticed they were the last to leave. As they were leaving, the same shuttle family came in. Mom, Grandma and daughter all sat down. The conversation grew a little more animated after we invited them to sit with us. It was pretty obvious by then where we had come from and whose side we were on.
The waitress, who was just a doll, sat down talking with us about Cindy, etc, and had no real side to take either way. She was quite diplomatic and thoughtful, taking all of our orders. The shuttle family had ordered some really good stuff off of the menu. And I had to gently remind our waitress not to forget to put in all of our orders or it might be too late.
At about nine forty five, the owner walks up to our table. Almost half an hour after we arrived. He said "Im really sorry, but the grills are all closed now, and we COULD start them back up, but it would take a good fifteen minutes to get them hot enough.
I was really not in the mood, so I asked my friend what she'd like to do, and we decided to leave. The shuttle-family said, crank those grills up! We're Hungry! :) I winked at the grandma, and out the door we left.
We left without paying, because our lovely restaurant owner said not to worry about the drinks, and the other folks stayed, because they knew damned good and well what was up.
Thanks for letting me rant. I told my friend that this is probably the beginning of this kind of thing, and wondered for a minute what it must have been like to be black in the fifties down here. Being a middle aged white woman, I have no idea, but the incident sure made me wonder.
And now for a few quick pix.
Downtown Crawford, infested I tell ya!
A cool sign i liked
Crowd in the tent
Storm coming...
Wind hitting us...but hey no rain, and it sure cooled us off!
Schedule for the day..