After this blog's two and a half year life I think it's time to explain the meaning behind its title. I can't take all of the credit for the name. The credit goes to a mix of myself, my uncle Pat Cash, aunt Carol, and my mom, Sara.
My late uncle Pat had a bar up in Alpena, Michigan with his then wife Carol which was named Cash's Corner. As a child I remember going there once and this is when my aunt Carol taught me how to open a potato chip bag. Or any type of packaging like that.
It was actually a bag of cheese popcorn that she not only opened for me, a clueless five-year-old, but rather taught me how to pinch the little tab and pinch the opposite side, then to pull them away from each other.
That is all I remember of that bar and that trip. But where would I be today without that information!?
When it came time for me to name this blog as I was leaving for Morocco, I wracked my brain for something original and maybe a little witty. My mom, never lacking of a good idea, ones that I would never arrive at myself, threw out the name Cash's Corner. I added the "of Morocco" and called it perfect. It may be no match to my friend Anteus Wright's blog called "Moroccan My Boat" BUT it is original to me and who I am.
I knew that each experience people would be having in Morocco would be different, but each equally as important. I wanted to explain just what was happening in my piece of Morocco, my corner.
Now as I move about the world again you can read about each corner I choose to write from next.
P.S. If you would like to read about Anteus, currently serving in Morocco, just click on his blog name!
My late uncle Pat had a bar up in Alpena, Michigan with his then wife Carol which was named Cash's Corner. As a child I remember going there once and this is when my aunt Carol taught me how to open a potato chip bag. Or any type of packaging like that.
It was actually a bag of cheese popcorn that she not only opened for me, a clueless five-year-old, but rather taught me how to pinch the little tab and pinch the opposite side, then to pull them away from each other.
That is all I remember of that bar and that trip. But where would I be today without that information!?
When it came time for me to name this blog as I was leaving for Morocco, I wracked my brain for something original and maybe a little witty. My mom, never lacking of a good idea, ones that I would never arrive at myself, threw out the name Cash's Corner. I added the "of Morocco" and called it perfect. It may be no match to my friend Anteus Wright's blog called "Moroccan My Boat" BUT it is original to me and who I am.
I knew that each experience people would be having in Morocco would be different, but each equally as important. I wanted to explain just what was happening in my piece of Morocco, my corner.
Now as I move about the world again you can read about each corner I choose to write from next.
P.S. If you would like to read about Anteus, currently serving in Morocco, just click on his blog name!