My relationship with coffee started at my first summer job in Boston while working for a law firm. I was earning money for college in the fall, and had a difficult early morning schedule. I rode into the city with a senior colleague who insisted on leaving our small town…
As a child I spent parts of my summer vacation with my mother’s relatives, mostly her sister. My Aunt Jo had two daughters my age, and since my own sister was five years my senior and wanted nothing to do with me, having two playmates who actually wanted my company…