McDonald’s memory

There I was… waiting… waiting… waiting… in the drive thru line.  The lady at the first window was sweet and courteous and then after much more waiting she appeared at the second window with my order.  She was equally as sweet and courteous.

It brought back a memory of John and I at the Rising Sun McDonald’s.  We sat & waited and waited and waited… only one car ahead… late at night… just like tonight… except I didn’t have John with me…

John and I were having a pleasant conversation and not impatient in the least.

A young lady appeared at the first window and then again at the second window.  She was working as quickly as she could and a little frazzled.  While she was getting the rest of our order, John spied the “Customer service- How are we doing- number.”

He took out his cell phone and dialed it.  The person answered and asked his location.  He said, “sitting in the drive thru.  This poor lady needs some help.”

Low and behold next trip through the drive through, the phone number was gone.

John and I shared a chuckle over that for years…

He usually ordered the same thing… sadly I can’t recall the whole order… not that it matters anymore…  2 hamburgers… a coke… fries… and I think a crispy… or was it grilled chicken sandwich… or was it nuggets… oh well…it doesn’t matter anymore…  I’m pretty darn sure that Heaven has better food than McDonald’s…

About Mary K. Smith

I was widowed in July 2009, when I lost my beloved husband, John, to melanoma. Cancer SUCKS. We have a young son who was just a year old when his father died. I live on a small farm in Maryland which is home to horses, cats, and a dog. I started this blog as a way for me to heal, a way to remember my husband, and eventually I'd like to share it with our son so he can see the love that his father had for him, the love that we had for each other, what a great person his father was, and how hard his father fought to live.
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