The hot water machine is already turned on, multiple pots of coffee poured. Seth reviews the prep list, Chad mashes in a batch of beer. I record these things, ponder them, relish the environment.
Brewaygo is home. This building our temple. These people our friends, these sights so common. How long will it last? Will the river flow endlessly? Will Newaygo continue to open its arms to new faces, take risks on entrepreneurial zeal? I don’t know, but while I have the power I will fight for an inclusive, progressive Newaygo which celebrates Community as well as my beer and food.