Breakfast at The Pancake House turned out to be a special gift and it wasn’t the pancakes. A young, smiling waitress escorted us to a table near where three older men were seated. Obviously retired, the men were discussing everything from their football picks of the week to the state of the union. The waitress was attentive, pleasant and quickly brought us freshly brewed coffee and took our order. As we sat enjoying the coffee we couldn’t help but overhear as the three men talked with the waitress about her life. It was obvious that they were regulars and that she had often waited on them.