This was my first time returning since Dave passed away. His first trip on the Highway was to the Tavern. And so it seems that even though I don’t even remember all the trips I’ve made to the Spread Eagle Tavern that I’ve apparently taken many of the people that I care about in my life there. This point being demonstrated by the fact that after returning from lunch today that while I was talking on the phone with one of my best friends and mentioned that I was traveling the Lincoln Highway with Cece my friend asked if we’d gone to Spread Eagle Tavern. Of course we had.
It’s been over 9 months since he passed away and over a year since he and I last visited the Spread Eagle Tavern together. I keep working to reassemble the fragments and in this I find myself comforted, once again, by this road of mine. Things change, life goes on, and the people that I care about keep making this journey to the Tavern with me, one or two at a time.
In my heart and in my memory he goes with us, too.
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- The dog :-)
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- My open-faced roast beef sandwich with ‘steak fries’ and veggies
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- Cece and her barbecue salmon with rice
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- The Creme Brulee was yummy!
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- Dave Johnston, proprietor of the Spread Eagle Tavern
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- Apparently I love this chair. I’ve taken it’s picture and blogged about it twice now.
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- Abe is following us…
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- Ok, I admit, Cece gave me the idea for this picture.
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- One of the buildings down the street from the Tavern
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- A close up.
And so, until we meet again, here’s to the changing and unchanging road, to the Spread Eagle Tavern, and here’s to you, too.
