Maybe you will remember last week as the time of the big ice and snow storm. I will remember it as when my friend Randy Boone stepped into eternity.
If you read my columns on a regular basis, you will be familiar with Randy. If you frequent the Downtown Farmer’s Market, you certainly know him. He made a visit to Barnes Produce at the Farmer’s Market an educational experience. The man knew his produce and carried the finest I have ever been able to find in this town. He had a happy-go-lucky attitude and wonderful work ethic that endeared him to everyone he met! He was a walking dictionary of information regarding origins and tastes. I so miss him already.
But most importantly, Randy was my friend. I always found him on any and every trip downtown and gave him a big hug. Now, he has “gone on in” as my grandmother used to say, but I have certainty that I will see him again. I have a feeling he is educating all sorts of historical figures on produce right this moment. I look forward to giving him another hug when it is my time to head home.