We’re back at our table in Grace Manor: Douwe the horseman. Broekie (Kees) from Broek op Langedijk. Jan who struggles with remembering the day. Pete who has recently found love, again. And me – the Young People of long ago, still meeting over coffee. There is one empty chair. When Douwe first walked in, we…
In case you missed them, the other parts of the Stories from Grace Manor series can be found here. We’re back in our corner of Grace Manor. We sit in our usual spots, with our coffee mugs on the table – our own mugs, since we’ve decided to be eco-responsible and bring them from home….
The blue van turned off Royal York Road onto South Drive. The man on the back ramp gripped a bar with one hand, and with the other, pitched my bundle of papers onto the side of the road, just a few feet from where I stood. A biting wind carried an early snow flurry. A…
In case you missed them, the other parts of the Stories from Grace Manor series can be found here. Jan is away. He and Trynie are staying with their daughter for a few days. Bill just told us Jan isn’t entirely convinced he lost his license. “He told me,” Bill said, “he thought he had…
We’re in our corner. There’s a thermos of Douwe Egberts coffee on the table. Today Pete is the server. Instead of Gemberkoek, we have apple pie, which Broekie pulled out of a bag and set beside the thermos. So Broekie brought the pie, though we know Corrie baked it. He hands a plate to each of us and slices the pie into six pieces.
This Friday morning, we’re back in our corner of the dining hall at Grace Manor. We usually meet at 10 and wrap things up around noon. I arrived at 10, but there was no one in sight. I went to the kitchen to check with Mary – maybe she knew something.
My friends said that we should have a name for our coffee club, so we decided to call ourselves the Young People of Yesteryear (YPOY). Douwe, smiling, said, “The Y P bothers me a little. It’s more like how to P today.” We all laughed at that. “In the past, it was a stream . . .” he paused for a few seconds, until Broekie shouted, “of iniquities!” and without missing a beat, Douwe said, “Yes, now it’s more drops of blessing.”
We’re in our corner in Grace Manor dining hall – the Young People from the past. We’re a bit worried about our friend Jan Piersma, the one with “Old-timers” disease. He came to our table this morning and his whole face had sunken in. He sat down beside Douwe, the horse breeder – Frisian horses,…
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