I won’t say who wrote this, but I will say thanks………
His day started at dawn so that his customers could get their freshly baked croissants or pastries with their perfectly blended coffee to start their day. I can almost smell aroma of the market every morning, freshly baked pastries, the organic bacon cooking and the smells of the delicious dishes that Marian was cooking up for the lunch crowd. I would see people, get their coffee (on the honor system) and what ever else their appetites desired and they would just hustle out,hold it up and it would be “put on your tab”. Can you imagine a monthly bill for croissants…It was just one of the many valued services that Ty and Marian provided for this elegant little community. This was just one of the services which they preformed 364 days a year with love in their hearts.
I am glad I live in a country that values free speech but the double edged sword of this freedom is that once a person is accused of a crime, no matter if it be hearsay or innuendo, the lives of many people are forever changed. The hardest thing Ty and Marian have ever had to do is leave their Market. The market that they loved,that took so many years of their blood, sweat, teamwork and love, mostly love. All those years of work, gone in a flash, because, as with many accusations, once accused, whether true or false it will change your life forever. All I can hope for is that one day when all the facts are known, all the people who did not judge them before knowing all the facts ,will be rewarded for they non-judgmental loyalty.
I can hardly take the empty feeling I get driving by the
lonely market and the empty horse corral they left behind.
I miss you Bittners.
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