I’ll Remember the Titans
We woke up the next morning to french toast, bacon, sausage, berries and bottomless cups of coffee and glasses of orange juice. All courtesy of the owners of the Three Angels Inn. Like I said before, just solid people.
Sure, they had no idea what the Urban League does … and they didn’t seem particularly interested, but dammit, they made a mean slice of french toast. Hell, at 7:30 in the morning, I wasn’t even sure what the League did. All I knew was there was bacon, and lots of it … so really, wasn’t that all that mattered? LOL
This last day in Lawrenceville would be one I’d never forget. You’re about to see why.
