It's been about two and half months since I went to that concert in the town a couple of miles over and I've been having the best time. Today is Saturday and I went into town, now I'm sitting here at the park just enjoying the day. It was a lovely day as well but the temperature was a bit cooler and the leaves began to change since it was the end of Summer and the beginning of Fall. Yesterday Schools began to restart and I had a couple of extra customers from students wanting coffee from me. I won't see coffee to anyone younger than 16 but most of them were seniors or starting college, I did have a couple of younger kids who came in for hot cocoa.
I didn't have anything to make a quick batch so I just had a couple of packets and made the store-bought stuff. The kids took the Cocoa and smiled at me and left me a quarter for each cup, I then thought to myself, "maybe I can make more specialty drinks and food to bring in more people." As I sat on this bench, I saw a young adult woman sitting next to me looking at her letter from a college I'm guessing he wanted to get into. I saw his face was white from the bad news he got from that letter, which the college I saw was the same one I came from.
"Miss are you ok, I noticed that is a letter from the College in Florida," I said to her and she started to cry and she handed me the letter. It read she was not accepted because her grades in high school were not on par with the requirements had to be. Then I read the bottom, "We will accept a recommendation from a student or from a well-established business." I looked at the girl and asked, "what are you going for, when I went to college I went for History and a culinary degree, though I dropped out I still have connections with the school. If you have a field you're really into and have plans for it I can help maybe."
The woman told me she wanted to be a teacher in history and wanted to teach kids in high school or college in a way no one else does. She showed me her plan and how she could get people into learning again. I got her name then I called the Dean of that school, "Hello ma'am It's Jacob Hall, I read miss Tyson's first name Chevy denied letter today and I was hoping if you'd reverse application, I do believe she will be more than a benefit for your school." Madam Dean, I could her pull up Chevy's application then she asked me. "Are you sure she would thrive here?"
I looked at the woman sitting on the bench watching me talk to the Dean for a minute then I responded to the Dean. I told her, "she has a set plan on what she wants to change the way teaching is done. I fully believe in what she's wanting to and I've seen her history score are really good, ( lie) please reconsider the denial." The Dean took a moment and then told me that Miss Tyson would accept based on a recommendation.
I left that bench after telling Chevy what the result was and she thanked me while crying her eyes out in joy. "Thank you, Mr. Hall I will never forget your kindness," I went to the ranch and I heard Dad in the field working on a fence. I jumped in and helped him out for a couple of hours till dinner was done. There I heard my mother talking about how some people are talking about how the Cafe was a lot different than it used to be. Not in a bad way, it's just much different with not having the original owners there. Then she talked about how some of the kids that came into the Cafe were looking for advice. "Jacob you've changed people's lives for the better, you're just like your grandparents."
Mom said that and I just thought she was messing with me but I knew sometimes I had shared my own experience with people. I didn't really see myself like my Grandparents, though people told me repeatedly I was just like them. I then had a moment to myself where I'd just let people say what they want, I can't stop them so why try. I could do my own things and make myself available to people who need honest advice.
That night I sat out on the porch away from the family, I had cut a cigar that I picked up before getting home. I lit it and started to smoke it when Amy came up the driveway, she could see the smile on my face from a mile away. She got out it looked like she had just come from the field but she still smelled like flowers. I handed her a towel as she handed me the beer I liked and she sat down in the seat next to me.
We sat on the porch talking and drinking beer till it was about 11:00 pm or maybe it was midnight I wasn't sure. Time to stand still whenever I was near her, we never fought but we didn't always agree on everything. We were just good friends and loved spending time with each other, but I guess saying this over and over gets a little old doesn't it? when you love someone this hard, you tend to think only about them and no one else.
If it was her being the one in my dreams and not being my friend like that way she is, I'd think I would still try to find her in real life. Such is life though, we can go our whole lives without meeting the person who brings us joy. Then you may have already met the person you were supposed to be with, it just takes a moment to step back and look around. Before I knew it I passed out in the seat I was in with Amy passed out right next to me. Her head was laying on my shoulder, and though being a weird place to sleep I had the best night of sleep in a month.
I woke up the next morning and saw Amy had left and I was left on the porch, "I'm happy but I am alone and there is only one person who can fill that void in my heart."