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There’s an old yellow mug – chipped, stained, somewhat faded – sitting on a top shelf behind glass cabinet doors in our kitchen. I’m not quite sure how old it is, but do know it had a spot at the family table long before I did. That time-worn tankard today shares space with other retired, mismatched pieces that have become unlikely family heirlooms – those household relics retrieved from our childhood homes that through the decades manage somehow to avoid going into trash bins, yard sales or charity drives. What makes that cup a keeper is that it was my dad’s. A one-man, multi-purpose mug – just the thing for coffee in the morning, beer in the afternoon. I keep it around to remind me of him, but also as a reminder of the magical power of sharing. You see, it was from that old mug that I took my first sips of sweetened coffee (and surely some bitter sips of beer) while sitting on my dad’s lap – magic moments shared between a father and young son. But it wasn’t so much the mug, the coffee or even the occasional bitter brew that made those moments magical. It was that simple act of sharing. I think about it now and want to believe that whenever I sipped from that mug, it wasn’t because my dad was giving in to a precocious child. No, I like to think he was knowingly passing on to me his enthusiasm for sharing with others those things that are to be enjoyed and considered special. I hold to that belief. And, it’s a belief that our young and growing company is built on. Sharing, after all, keeps good things going . . . and growing. Jay Burnett, owner and founder Bold Bean Coffee Roasters, LLC Jacksonville, Florida |





There’s an old yellow mug – chipped, stained, somewhat faded – sitting on a top shelf behind glass cabinet doors in our kitchen. I’m not quite sure how old it is, but do know it had a spot at the family table long before I did.
I think about it now and want to believe that whenever I sipped from that mug, it wasn’t because my dad was giving in to a precocious child. No, I like to think he was knowingly passing on to me his enthusiasm for sharing with others those things that are to be enjoyed and considered special.