HOPE: I'd like to buy the world a coke
by: Cinnamon Lynn
photo by: Paul D. deBerjeois
When I was a child, I would sit around the table at my grandparents’ home with their friends and family. Grandpa would pour a cup of coffee for both of us. I would add 3 tablespoons of sugar and real cream to my half cup of coffee. No one shooed me out of the room or spoke in whispers so I couldn’t hear. Everything was out on the table, so to speak. I would lean my head on Grandpa’s shoulder and listen to the adults retell stories of the past. Topics would change fast, but everyone seemed to keep up.
Some of the most memorable stories were those of hard times, when work was hard to find. Many at the table were contract miners, moving their families from mining town to mining town. These friends shared experiences that made everyone laugh. Times may have been tough, but this hard working group really enjoyed one another’s company. Laughter seemed to be the glue that held them together. They were people who would give a stranger their last dime, or give up a bed to a family that just drove into the mining camp with no time to set up house.
Despite many news stories trying to convince hard working Americans that there is little hope right now, we continue to smile and share laughter with one another, and we enjoy the moment while letting worries slide to the backs of our minds. We know better. America was built on hope, love, family and hard work.
I am reminded of the 1971 Coca-Cola commercial jingle that went “I’d like to buy the world a Coke, and keep it company...” The idea for the commercial came about when a plane carrying the jingle writers was delayed at Shannon Airport, Ireland. They noticed that travelers were talking and joking over a vending machine dispensing Coca-Cola. They saw strangers connecting over a hardship and a soda.
Hope is not tangible. We can’t touch it or see it but we know it exists. Let’s pass around a little hope, a little time at the table, and lots of laughter, and I think we will be just fine.