In my travels up and down 247 back and forth to Macon a few months back, I saw this sign. That is not something you see very often, is it?
But once upon a time…..
Some of my fondest summer memories are of time spent with my cousins. Mama and my Aunt loaded all seven and then eight of us up in the Chevy II Nova (way back in the days before mandatory car seats and seat belt laws), and we headed up to Macon. The Museum of Arts and Sciences hosted movie mornings in the summer. I think it was every Tuesday and Thursday, but I can’t be sure now. On the planetarium walls I saw many of the old Disney classics–Cannonball Express, The Ugly Dachshund, Candleshoe, and Escape to Witch Mountain, among many others. Oh I loved the cool air and the comfortable seats in the planetarium. When we left the cool darkness, the bright sunlight and steamy, sweltering heat made us blink and immediately enveloped us on the short walk back to the car.
After the movie, we often (okay my perspective, may not have been THAT often) went by the Krystal’s drive-thru and picked up burgers on the way home. Back then 25 cent Krystals were not so unusual. I can remember a head count being done–how many can you eat? was asked of the older ones and extras were added for the younger ones. I wonder what those folks thought when Mama and my Aunt ordered 35 or 40 Krystals at a time. With coupons. Good times.
So many fun times spent together, especially in the summers. Pots of chili or spaghetti spooned out in numerous bowls. Playing Colored Ribbons or Cowboys and Indians in their yard or ours. The Barbie Wedding. Easter Egg Hunts and now Turkey Egg Hunts too. Movie marathons on the Video Disc Players. Remember those? The thing holding the movie was shaped like a record album. Remember those? Oh. Never mind. Suffice to say, great times then. Piled up in my Aunt and Uncle’s living room. Star Wars–the original movies. The Man From Snowy River. The room was so dark and the picture on their color tv was so bright. Almost like our own mini movie theater.
I am thinking of my cousins tonight as one of the best cousins ever has her birthday today. And in the past week my own children have spent lots of fun times with some of their cousins. And it’s also my niece’s birthday. Yeah, I’ve got cousins on the brain. And family. And Krystal’s. But that’s another story.
I am lucky to have a close family, where second and third generations out, we gather and love each other, share laughter and tears, and have each other’s backs. If I am in a bind, I know who to call.
Tonight I am thankful for my cousins, who know me and oddly enough, seem to love me anyway. I am thankful for my children’s cousins, and second cousins, and third, who brighten their lives and mine–with their creativity, imaginations, sweet spirits, and downright fun outlooks on life. I give thanks for Mama and Daddy and all my aunts and uncles who made family a priority and made sure we had these great memories to turn back to on days like today. And I’m grateful to Rody Davenport Jr. and J. Glenn Sherrill. Oh, they’re the folks who invented and founded Krystal’s. I don’t eat their burgers as often as I used to, but I still love them and the memories they carry with them.
Some fun Krystal facts: (from Wikipedia)
The first customer, French Jenkins, ordered a cup of coffee and six Krystals–for 35 cents
The focus for the restaurant from the beginning was cleanliness. Mrs. Davenport suggested the name based on a crystal ball lawn ornament she saw–thinking of crystal clear and clean together, with a K for a twist
It first opened in 1932–it is the oldest hamburger chain in the South
Brenda Webb took her name from the chain after her sister Loretta Lynn suggested it–to Crystal Gayle
The current world record for eating Krystal burgers is 103 burgers consumed in 8 minutes by Joey Chestnut, set on October 28, 2007.