This story is fantastic. I’d like to say “inspirational”, but the word is grossly overused, and doesn’t accurately describe this sweet young boy. He is so much more than that….
Watching this reminded me of lemonade stands of summer days long past. Bethie and I would set up on Essex street and wait for customers. We even went as far as to bring the stand to the local golf course one sweltering afternoon. Genius. I’d like to say it was my idea, but I don’t remember.
It was a great pay-day until we were asked to remove ourselves from the course. Golfers were throwing money at us. I think we made $20. The management may have been intimidated by our professionalism, or maybe we caused a huge loss in beer sales.
It wasn’t about the money (although, you know what they say…when someone says “it’s not about the money”…it’s about the MONEY), it gave us a sense of purpose, a way to earn money in the years before we were allowed to babysit…and most importantly, a sense of pride.
Our lemonade was good, never watered down, and always ice-cold. Not to mention, our prices were fabulous!
Cheers to Caine! You represent the magical world of childhood, while having the foresight and maturity to follow your dreams.