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Five AM Front Window!

This morning, at 4:30, it was ten degrees above zero, the moon was a crescent in a jet black sky, the air still and quiet.  A perfect setting for a cozy pajama party.  But would the girls of flannel and big down coats come out in this bitter cold?   I hit Dunkin Doughnuts for the coffee and sin, wearing woolen long johns under my own pajamas, then a robe, and a coat, a wooly scarf, a hat, warm gloves, a million layers, or so it felt…’Dunkies’ might be the only place on earth that an old girl could stand in line (yes, there was a line!), as if, in this outfit, at this hour, I was perfectly normal!  I have come to the conclusion over the years that being normal might be just too dull…the following that this store has is anything but normal!  The women arrived, ready for coffee, eager for bargains and in fine spirits!  By 5:15 there was barely room to walk through the store.  At 6AM the line for check-out snaked around the room…the place smelled of hot coffee and early morning.  You know that sort of early morning where something great is in the air, some sensation, maybe it is anticipation, either way, it has an electricity all its own.  I have to say, I love you all for coming, for your adventuresome spirit and your great support!  You keep the store, and me, going!  God love you for even thinking of leaving your beds on a ten-degree day!