{"id":1043,"date":"2014-06-26T03:01:59","date_gmt":"2014-06-26T07:01:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bloggingsam.com\/?p=1043"},"modified":"2014-07-16T13:39:53","modified_gmt":"2014-07-16T17:39:53","slug":"throwback-thursday-tommy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bloggingsam.com\/?p=1043","title":{"rendered":"Throwback Thursday &#8211; &#8220;Tommy&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<figure id=\"attachment_1041\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1041\" style=\"width: 400px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"https:\/\/bloggingsam.com\/heronflight\/writings\/2006\/200606\/20060626.shtml\" target=\"_blank\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/bloggingsam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/06\/image1-e1402952015180.jpg\" alt=\"Heron Flight blog - June 26, 2006\" width=\"400\" height=\"225\" class=\"size-full wp-image-1041\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-1041\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Heron Flight blog &#8211; June 26, 2006<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<blockquote><p> Once upon a time, in a lifetime faraway, my grandfather owned a diner. From the days of my earliest memories, Pop ran the diner. He rose at 4:30 every morning, without an alarm clock. He started the grills, warmed up the dishwasher, and welcomed the first customers at 6 AM. This was who he was. He made up for it with a daily nap in his downstairs office most afternoons. <\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>For this week&#8217;s Throwback Thursday, let&#8217;s go eight years back to an old blog post&#8230; which will then take us even farther back.<\/p>\n<p>It will be like time travel.<\/p>\n<p>Don&#8217;t you love the internet?<\/p>\n<p>Click here => <a href=\"https:\/\/bloggingsam.com\/heronflight\/writings\/2006\/200606\/20060626.shtml\" title=\"Heron Flight - June 26, 2006\" target=\"_blank\">Heron Flight &#8211; June 26, 2006 &#8211; &#8220;Tommy&#8221;<\/a><\/p>\n<div class=\"fb-like\" data-href=\"https:\/\/bloggingsam.com\/?p=1043\" data-width=\"450\" data-show-faces=\"true\" data-send=\"true\"><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Once upon a time, in a lifetime faraway, my grandfather owned a diner. From the days of my earliest memories, Pop ran the diner. He rose at 4:30 every morning, without an alarm clock. He started the grills, warmed up the dishwasher, and welcomed the first customers at 6 AM. This was who he was. [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[47,5],"tags":[65,8],"class_list":["post-1043","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-heron-flight","category-stories","tag-diner","tag-true-story"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bloggingsam.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1043","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bloggingsam.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bloggingsam.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bloggingsam.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bloggingsam.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1043"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/bloggingsam.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1043\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1077,"href":"https:\/\/bloggingsam.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1043\/revisions\/1077"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bloggingsam.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1043"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bloggingsam.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1043"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bloggingsam.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1043"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}