My Freshman year I attended Winston-Salem State in North Carolina. While adjusting to my new school, I soon learned that there was one particular and popular place that everyone would meet; the Café pronounced (calf). Not only did this place give us breakfast, lunch and dinner, it was place to meet, study, gossip and just have plain ole fun. You would see the same guy, you were scared to talk to in class, or the ugly guy you danced with the night before at the club. The café gave me a bubbly feeling, it was warm and fuzzy. It was a feeling of having a home away from home.
I have so many memories from the café. The aroma of Fried Chicken Wednesdays and Fried Fish Friday, would lure us away from class, just ensure we had space in line. The sound of music blasting from the speakers would automatically liven up everyone’s spirit and by the way the kool-aid was great. Sororities and fraternities would entertain us with mini step shows and the models would and rip the runway.
The irony of this particular place, is that I never knew it was named “Kennedy Dining Hall” until I searched the school‘s website. When I did small research, I came to find out that Annie Brown Kennedy was the first black lawyer in Winston-Salem State. This was such an inspirational finding.
The café means a lot to me. It holds many memories that I will never forget. I met some very important people there at the café. I met some of my closest friends. Friends that I still have today, friends that I call my family.
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