He's been with me since I was in my early 20's. He's held thousands - literally thousands - maybe tens of thousands - of cups of coffee. He's been on two national tours with Missoula Children's Theatre. He's traveled from coast to coast, car to car and cubicle to cubicle. Today, my dear friend, Mr. HandiMart Travel Mug, met his demise in the dishwasher.
I picked up this mug at the HandiMart in Amana, Iowa one early spring morning in 1994 as the Old Creamery Theatre crew set out to perform The Cowpoke Jamboree at local elementary schools. He never fit into a single car cupholder and was difficult to hold between the legs while driving, but nevertheless, became my favorite coffee container.
Farewell my friend. We had quite a ride together. While other mugs came and went you remained my primary instrument of morning caffeination. I'll miss you dearly.
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