Llove Letters

I had occasion to stop in Grand Saline, Texas on Friday for a a bite to eat. For some reason I decided to stop at a place I have often passed. Don’s Dairy Bar is not an impressive place from the outside, or inside either. It reminded of the kind of place we used to hang out as teen-agers (sometime back). There was a sign that said they have been making burgers and such since the ’50s (which was before I was a teen-ager). There was another sign on the wall that said – Where Friends Meet. There were a couple of old men shooting the breeze while sitting at…