Hello Again My Old Friend

Remember when we met on in February 1960. You were standing there waiting for me at the Woolworth in Greensboro, North Carolina. All I wanted was to get was what I ordered but they refused to serve me cause of who I am. You disagreed with them and you stood by my side until I received my order. Remember when that old white lady gave me what I thought was a suspicious look. Then she came over and said she was proud of me and I should’ve ordered ten years sooner. Again you should never let the cover define the book. Remember when you always saved me seats for me and my other friends. You stood with us as we waited for our order. You were always open to meet more and more of my friends. Remember when those people didn’t approve of our order and they covered us in food. I wanted to quit but you let me lean on you, and you reminded me I am not Leaving until I got my order. Remember when the cameras came and others started making friends with others like you in Richmond and Nashville too. They waited for their orders just like me and you. Remember when I finally got my order. Thank you again for being my friend, Lunch Counter.