(An excerpt from Feeding the Christians)
It was a picture of my family looking much younger and almost giddy. My father’s hair coal black, my mother rested and vibrant, my brother in elementary school, and me much thinner with a broad smile. We were sitting on the edge of a flat bed trailer; strapped behind us was the restaurant’s new 20×40 boxed sign. After the picture was snapped, Seymour Advertising raised, mounted, and secured the sign atop a 40-foot pole and connected electricity. That first night the illuminated sign with its green background and yellow lettering signaled that Daniels’ Family Buffet would soon open for business. Since 1951 it was the third and most recent incarnation of my family’s restaurant legacy in Ft. Sackville.
That August was sunny and warm, not miserable like southern Indiana can be. Our restaurant was built on the highlands of the former Bonhomme Apple Orchard above the valley…
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