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12.30.2011


I never thought I'd miss Gerry's more than my own home. I've been back in Invermere for 2 weeks and I'm getting sick of my family again, which is a good thing (I have to return to Uni again sometime), but it is completely unexpected to me how much I miss our little town ice-cream shop. It seems all I can think about every day is "I wish I had money so I could go to Gerris", "Why don't we meet at Gerry's?", "Remember that time at Gerry's?".

I guess that last phrase is the kicker. There are so many good memories and thoughts associated with this place. I get nostalgic when I think of it, really. It had been a gathering place for family and friends - especially friends - during high school. Back in the early days of the shop, when Gerry kept it open until whenver he felt like it, I used to come and stay here until 11pm or 1am or even 3am sometimes and talk to the artsy students who had lives that revolved around coffee. Then later, when the hours changed, and the students graduated, I came to Gerry's with my friends, sometimes every day, and it was wonderful. We'd drink coffee and eat cartons of ice-cream, creamsicles, paninis, and chat about life.

There were some great conversations here. We used to talk about school, and what we wanted or didn't want to do with our lives after it. Books, music, movies, boys, girls. Didn't matter. It was a place to spill your guts about anything. We'd spend hours and hours just sitting, often in comfortable silence, enjoying the shared atmosphere. I loved it. And even though the chances of us all being together again at this place is slim, being here, right now, makes me smile. I hope it stays open forever, so other people can enjoy it like we once did.

~K.L.

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By Anonymous Anonymous, at December 30, 2011 at 8:05 PM  

HA! :D

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