By James Collins
My new truck came with several high tech features, some of which I actually use. One of those is Pandora®Radio, which allows me to create a station around any type of music or artist I want—except that it devolves after an hour or so and starts playing random and obscure melodies from years past. On a recent trip to Eastern Washington—picture a map labeled “Nowhere”; this is somewhere in the middle of that—my “Classic Eagles” station suddenly began bellowing Arlo Guthrie’s classic song, Alice’s Restaurant.
Given that the song is 23 minutes long (making it almost as long as the credits to Titanic, and just as repetitive), I managed to remember some of the lyrics. One line in particular stuck with me:
“You can get anything you want, at Alice’s Restaurant.”
It occurred to me that Alice has a lot in common with many credit unions.