Actually this is a copied and pasted blog from years ago.
Ed
Mulkey, Jr. died two weeks ago. He worked with my sister Frances at the First
National Bank in Marietta. When I hear
his name I don’t first think of the 1st National Bank of Marietta,
but of the Dixie Inn in Woodstock, Ga, just north of here. His father, Ed Mulkey, Sr. owned it.
I
remember the Dixie Inn well. It was in Woodstock on Canton Road,
about just north of Hwy 92. My family liked to pick up fried chick
in white to-go boxes on sometimes on Sundays. I do not know if it
was the fried batter or the thin white boxed that kept the heat in, but
whatever, it worked!
I
worked as a carry out boy at the Big Apple Grocery Store on weekends when I was
in high school. If they had a special worth driving to
Woodstock for after work chances are we would go.
At
times, we have bought their specials and then go to the Drive-In
Movies.
The
evening that I remember with a chill they had “all you can eat” fish, I think
it was red snapper.
While
enjoyed the fish and seeing how much I could eat suddenly a fish bone lodged in
my throat. I fell to the floor kicking. I thought I was
dying. I couldn’t breathe.
No one
seem to help me. I think a waitress, ignoring me, had to step over
me to deliver her food.
Somehow,
it wasn’t my time, the bone popped out. And I jumped up back into my
seat, somewhat embarrassed.
And I’m
still here.
The Dixie Inn isn't. The building is a tire company now.
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