They served sweet tea and stuffed peppers. We closed our eyes and thanked Jesus for the meal. Her father visited and ate with us he talked about the Statler Brothers and visiting Vermont. He seemed to tear up a bit when he mentioned his widow. My friend checked on his son who had gotten hurt at Karate and chuckled when he asked his mom for chocolate chip cookies to help with the pain.
They were simple folk and they invited me to dinner because that was what they did when someone had nobody nearby. They were country people with warm hearts and kindness inside their hearts. I was happy that night to be there.