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The team impatiently waited while I

signed the wall. And I received the

usual teasing, but I didn’t care. I liked

my old friends. But it was only about a

week later when I read the bad news in

the paper. The café had burned down,

and John had died in the fire.

And now, though it has been a long

time, sometimes when I travel that road,

I will stop at Blue Dome. There is

nothing left to see but a crumbling old

cabin and the café’s foundation, but

there are lots of memories, and I like to

take the time to stop and remember an

old friend.