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So there I was having a scone at Sherman’s…like I have done on and off for a decade, when I hear someone say, “Hey, I hear you are closing.” I asked the counterman, and he said today – Sunday, Sept. 14, 2014 – was the last day of the Sherman Cafe. I guess it wasn’t making money and the owner decided to close it. They are going to morph into a somewhat tony ice cream shop – that will probably fit the high end image the hip and new square will affect in the coming months and years. It was a great cafe. I have interviewed many local and national writers and artists there like Hugh Fox, Ethan Gilsdorf, Afaa Michael Weaver, too many to name. I also reveled in their oatmeal/cherry scone…it made rare appearances as of late. I also composed many a poem there. This fateful morning I was having breakfast with my old friend Jennifer Matthews, who is relocating to another part of the state, and with who I just finished a music, poetry collaboration with. So parting is such sweet/sorrow. Here is a poem I wrote at the said cafe some years ago – hope you enjoy: