Refrigerator Graveyard
Right next to my favorite coffee shop, The Daily Rise ...and don't worry, I don't go there for coffee, mormon's don't do that ;-) ... there are a bunch of old refrigerators. Every time I drive through to get my Guava Smoothie (or as we call it at work, Guapo), I kinda feel bad for the poor things.
What you don't see is Larry & his one eyed friend Mo just outside the frame, eating their wonder bread sandwiches and telling me about the Japanese ghost named Konnichiwa that haunts them...I love downtown Ogden!
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Think of all the great history and family gatherings they've seen. I actually felt bad when we had to "graveyard" our fridge. It was there through Thanksgivings, a wedding openhouse, Christmas feasts, kids learning to cook and shop for mom, friends over for lunches, etc etc etc. I know, sounds silly, but I actually feel bad for all those fridges too!
I think I need to meet Larry and Moe.
Have you named these refridgerators that you feel empathy for? I think the one on the far right looks like a Phyllis.
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