Coffee Corner

        
"Coffee"...

        She smiled.  Her favorite coffeehouse, of course, wasn't a place 
she could walk into and smell the strength of the brew.  Nope, it was
a place that existed, all right, somewhere between here and there, 
between then and now...

        She thought of the many patrons, the sound (ah, but, had she 
ever really heard it?) of their laughter, their deep conversations, the 
past and it's disillusionment, the future and it's fears...anger, even 
tears, mixed with the wistful sound of their voices as they talked of 
tomorrow, and of their dreams...

        "Dreams" the proprietor had whispered "dreams are just 
memories waiting for a place to happen..."

        She had believed.  Deep down, don't we all?
 
        The SinPar Cafe was, for a brief and shining moment, a place of
comraderie and caring, of intelligent conversation mixed with a large 
dose of sophmoric pranks. It was a group of single parents who had 
found each other in that most unlikely of places, their computer 
terminal.  Reaching out, sharing the day to day drudgeries and their 
hopes for the future, they were able to escape the routine of babysitters 
and pediatrician bills and trying to figure out whether hot dogs or 
macaroni & cheese had the most nutritional value...and for just a little 
while...

        We were able to relax, (with grown-ups, even!) and remember that 
the world was full of possibilities...

        Of course, to such a wonderful fairy tale, there must come a big 
bad monster...the monster of the SinPar was none other than...cringe! 
Per-hour charges on the network we belonged to.  Though we were 
chock full of brains and imaginations and talent, we were, 
unfortunately, real short on cold, hard cash...

        We went our separate ways.  Held together by the strands of our
SinPar loop, remembering the past, wondering...
 
        Luckily, there are some real Netheads among us (and some 
Netheads-in-Training, (NITS) such as myself, amazed at it all...) 
Homepages? Newsgroups? Web Browsers and Graphics and...
it looks like we found our place to happen all over again!
 
        The SinPar Cafe, hopefully, will soon encompass a Newsgroup or 
two, a few "off the beaten path" detours, and the laughter and 
companionship of the old days. We hope you'll be able to join us and 
share it all. Stop back soon, and hopefully, instead of reading US, 
we'll be able to read a little bit about YOU...

       The proprietors make a really mean cup of cappuccino...and the 
bongo drums aren't just decorations 
                                                            ...Sheila

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