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Rosie's Diner Was More Than Just Food.......

Yesterday, on our trip 'cross the MS River Bridge to check out Helena, AR we had a wonderful unplanned experience.
We were looking for food - fast food, any food. We never saw a McDonald's, Burger King, Popeyes, nothing but I did manage to encourage Mike to continue in a direction that he really didn't want to go. (The River Bridge, back to MS, was the "other" way.)
Suddenly, around a curve, sat a small local restaurant. I convinced Mike
that we should stop. It said, "Rosie's Diner" and "Soul Food." (I had to 'splain to MIke what Soul Food was - and after my explanation, he had a strange look on his "I don't know if I want to stop or not," face. We did.)
We ordered what Mike said was the best Pulled Pork Sandwich he had ever had. They were cooking it, right there, in the little wooden shed out to the side.....where black smoke was just rolling from the roof and windows. OMGosh, I'm hungry for another one....but no, not getting out in this.....okay, not talking about that, again.
Now, Mike just has to open his mouth and people start asking, "Where you frum?"
Mike began a conversation with a man that we later learned was named Johnny White. Johnny had been a Psychotherapist (maybe he thought
we needed help), but was now retired. He offered to give us a tour of Helena.....and what a tour it was!! The display, in Freedom Park and everywhere, was amazing.
Our friends, Larry and Jamie Robinson, need to make a trip to Helena to see the Confederate Cemetery that sits at the top of Maple Hill Cemetery. The cemetery isn't easy to find - in fact, I'm not sure we could have gotten there without help. Down below the White Confederate Cemetery, beyond the cyclone fence down under the huge hill, sits Magnolia Cemetery where the Black Confederate Soldiers are buried.
It had begun to get late, so there wasn't much time for picture taking. That was okay, we now knew where it was and there could be more trips to Maple Hill, Confederate, St. Mary's Catholic, the Jewish Cemetery and Magnolia Cemetery for picture taking.
God works in mysterious ways - I know this from all the good things that have happened, in my life. Yesterday, a small local diner with good food introduced us to the kindest gentleman, ever. He was very proud of his city even though it needs some upkeep.
Thank you, Rosie's Diner for more than just food and thank you, Johnny White, for a great afternoon tour. #soulfood #JohnnyWhiteHelenaAR, #confederatecemetery, #maplehillcemetery #magnoliacemetery

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