There it was, the idea of a much needed drive-through, turning ripe. It was growing roadside, highly accessible and perfectly located along an extended stretch of busy country highway.
Right beside the drive, directly on the East side of the rural Lawn Mower Repair Shop it stood boldly facing the sun. With snow white Porcelain sparkling, hope rose to my throat. I wasted no time in contemplating how I might own this long awaited invitation being tossed out into open air. Fighting the glare and glitz reflected in the determined morning sunshine, I didn’t see any accessories or Men’s/Women’s sign on the door. As a matter to note, I didn’t even see a door! Alas, the generous invitation for me to patronize it’s beckoning was premature. Obviously, the finishing touches of this drive through convenience station were still a little ways out of reach for immediate occupancy.