Forties couple Stories

Like clockwork, I walked into my neighborhood Coffee Lounge at 7:45 am. There was the usual cast of characters who were there every weekday when I arrived: Bob the fifty-ish IBM guy, Julie the late twenties sorority girl insurance claims rep, Hank and Joe the two retired guys from the post office, and the blonde twenty-something surf dude who rarely talks to any of us. Bob calls him Spicoli, from the Fast Times at Ridgemo...