Why I am partial to the cheeseburger:

“Cheeseburger Me! When I want a

cheeseburger I just go to the

cheeseburger store and I say to the

cheeseburger cook, “Cheeseburger Me!”

cheeseburger

- a cheeseburger person

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This is a true story. It has not been embellished and no poetic license has been taken.

 

I came from the proverbial “broken home.” When I was 13 I ran away. I literally walked from my

home in Oregon to Los Angeles, following the ocean and along highway 1. Along the way, every

now and then, someone would give me a few sandwiches and feed me.

Finally after many weeks, I was walking along Hollywood Blvd. I hadn’t eaten in five days. I was

thinking quietly to myself, “If there is such a thing as God, now might be a good time to tell me

what I have done wrong that You could let a child starve to death.” At that moment I heard a

voice saying, “Hey kid, you want this?” There was a man standing at the entrance of a 24 hour

hamburger stand with a paper plate in his hand. On the plate was a cheeseburger and a mound

of fries. I must have looked at him with distrust. He said, “Hey, a man ordered it, his bus came

and he said he couldn’t wait another 45 minutes for another bus and so he left. Either you want it

or I throw it in the trash.” I couldn’t see that so I gratefully accepted it. He then explained that he

never wanted to see a child starve and anytime I wanted a cheeseburger I could stop by and he

would make me one, no strings attached. Well, I couldn’t see getting something for nothing so I

offered that maybe I could wash his windows, sweep his floors, whenever I needed a

cheeseburger. He agreed that would be a good trade. Needless to say, I washed his windows

and swept his floors many times and ate many of his cheeseburgers.

I didn’t see a living relative for 17 more years and was homeless most of the time. I was a grade

school drop out and faced many of life’s trials and tribulations. But I never gave up and here I am

today a better person, reasonably successful in life and happy. Sometimes, all it takes is a

cheeseburger to make things right and set you on the path to success!

I know this because God gave me a cheeseburger!