On a chilly spring night, in the little town of St. Charles, Illinois, three friends stood outside a closing coffeehouse, stunned and saddened at the passing of an era, yet optimistic and hopeful as another era was beginning. Every Tuesday night local poets and storytellers gathered to display their wares and enthrall and regale all and sundry with their feats of a poetic derring-do. This one Tuesday, however, a waitress was ready to be done w...

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Pith History
Uncategorized / December 9, 2015

On a chilly spring night, in the little town of St. Charles, Illinois, three friends stood outside a closing coffeehouse, stunned and saddened at the passing of an era, yet optimistic and hopeful as another era was beginning. Every Tuesday night local poets and storytellers gathered to display their wares and enthrall and regale all and sundry with their feats of a poetic derring-do. This one Tuesday, however, a waitress was ready to...