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No Reservations

Writer: Tony Covatta
Tony Covatta
2 hours ago
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Each summer Will waved goodbye as his pal headed for relatives’ homes in Kansas. Will’s impoverished family seldom travelled.


One year Mom insisted on visiting cousin Vic in Florida. Their cram-packed Chevy limped into Tampa. No reservations. They saw only “No Vacancy” signs, family friction aflame. After lunch break, Mom made her life’s wisest pronouncement: “Now we’ll feel better. Things will work out.”


From their heaven-sent single room, Will watched sister Wanda tan beet red, underwear clad cousin Darrell belly flop for hours, brother Wayne (12), romance a girl on the beach.


Now retired, well-travelled, Will remembers. No reservations whatsoever.

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