NEW HAMPSHIRE COUNTRY JOURNAL: THE TWO MIKES, Part 2 (or the THREE MIKES, Part 1) -- by Steve Nadis
On our annual drive to New Hampshire each Thanksgiving, Mr. Mike's is a welcome half-way point, an oasis on a day of closed McDonald's and abandoned donut stands. On the drive north, as if in a dream, I think I saw two Mr. Mike's though the second one was a bit of a blur and perhaps apocryphal. My wife's aunt thinks she saw a second one, too, though she can't swear to it. On the return trip to Boston, earlier today, my mother-in-law claims to have seen three Mr. Mike's, which comes as a complete shock to me (the driver). I could only swear to one and figured there could only be two, at most, along our long-familiar route. Yet she, a woman who is not prone to hyperbole, claims to have seen a third. As to how many we'll see on the next journey, only time--and visual acuity (which may be in short supply)--will tell.
BUT...Sorry to pop your bubble, SOMEone started a Mr. Mike's CHAIN over in Peterborough, NH a year later (1975).
Now there's 27 (twenty-SEVEN) little Mr Mike's dotting the Mass, NH & Maine landscapes. And more to come! [And I don't think they'll sell to any 20yr-old college kid.]
What's past is past & what is, is, well...the slow extinction of the remaining neighborhood Mom & Pops. :(
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