Day 510 of 1000
This is a post inspired by comments made by Jon from Chile about a post I made yesterday. You can read the post here and the comments here. First things first. After Sunday morning meeting and a quick trip to Del Taco, I went to the Prescott Valley Public Library because I enjoyed it so much yesterday. It was closed. I was thinking of running to the Barnes and Noble because I need broadband wireless, but that is usually pretty crowded with limited seating, so I Googled the Prescott Public Library, found out it is open on Sundays from 1-5 and decided to give it a try. The library is in a more traditional looking building not to far from the center of Prescott with a lot of the buildings that formed the first Capitol of Arizona.
It seemed very nice, but nothing overly special until I went to the little coffee stand on the main floor. I was a little disappointed because it is a cash only coffee shop, so I told the lady behind the counter, “I only have plastic.”
She said, “That’s OK, what do you want?”
I said, “I can’t pay.”
She said, “That’s OK, you can pay me for two next time.”
I said, “Well, I am not from here.”
She said, “That’s OK, what do you want.”
I said, “A small black cup of coffee”
There it is on the picture above and it is a great cup of coffee. I am not sure it tastes so good because it really is good or because it was such a gracious thing to do.
Now on to the second item. I read the History section of the Wikipedia page on Prescott College. The hard left-wing Ford Foundation provided the funding for the college in 1966. It took them only eight years to go bankrupt in 1974. That cannot be much more than a few years before Jon studied Spanish there. I looked around a little, but could not find much about his teacher. Could this be her? Probably not–I could find nothing about Spanish associated with that person.