Vince Suzadail Jr. Poet Narrative

Texas Lunch

The Texas Lunch lies in my memories
A corner hamburger stand
Just a counter and standing room only
For the best burgers in the land
Now Texas Pete didn’t hail from Texas
From Greece came he and his wife
They came to work for the American dream
And for a better way of life
They had a genuine love for this country
Working hard to make their dream come true
And raised a respectable family
Doing all that they could do
There wasn’t a man in town who didn’t know Pete
His personality had a lasting effect
He earned more than just a living
He earned the town’s undying respect
Whenever I walk down Broad Street
I look over where it used to be
I can still see the Texas Lunch
In the back of my memory

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Adam Piper September 6, 2008 at 9:10 PM this is great poem. nice form!

Deneen White August 30, 2008 at 6:52 PM I love this whimsical and enchanting write, where I was raised there was this pharmacy that had a grill and you could get grilled ham and cheese sandwiches, and grape juice, it was the best, take care D-nyce

Heidie Buys August 30, 2008 at 4:00 PM Oh so very well written and a great tribute not only to Pete, but to all the pioneers that came and helped build this country. This was great Vince. Regards Heidie

Katherine Stella August 29, 2008 at 5:32 AM this sounded yummy vince nothing like of yesteryear since they spiked our foods with cancer cells wonder if they handed down the receipe great write as always I really love your bluntess in this thanks for sharing keep up the great writting Vince

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Michael Degenhardt August 28, 2008 at 6:17 AM Such a wonderful memory you have not only of the food stand, but of the man that represented so much to you and the town. Terrific write here and the flow and rhyme are perfect as you provide such great detail. Well written! Michael

Phyllis Babcock August 27, 2008 at 9:42 PM So many come into communities from foreign countries and open new businesses. They found a great community with friends which made their business prosper. Making me want a burger tonight. God Bless Phyl

Carrie Richards August 27, 2008 at 5:54 PM umm....Bet those were the best hamburgers you ever ate!!! We had a good one too... a place called "Hal's Eat 'em Up" . Best hamburgers, chili fries and thickest milkshakes you ever could find. Boy...I'd give up any surf and turf dinner at a fancy place, for another taste of that heavenly stuff! (No one's counting calories!!).....another trip down memory lane...thanks to you! ...Carrie

James Foulk August 27, 2008 at 4:34 PM this poem should not be read before one eats supper. this is a yummy poem which i always seem to read one before i eat lunch or supper. it sounds good as the poem was. thank you for reading all of my recent poetry and for your comments.