It’s 9:30 on a Saturday morning at the White Castle on Reynolds Road, and the party is in full swing.

Ten men, several wearing caps noting their military service, are gathered around tables that have been pushed together, and the coffee and conversation are flowing.

This group of Lexington White Castle regulars, most of whom are in their 80s and 90s, has become like a family, and some of them have made these chats over breakfast part of their daily morning routine for 30 years or more.

“They just cuss and dis cuss anything,” Randall Dowell joked. “Mostly yarn spinning.”

“It’s a camaraderie thing,” said Ed Parker.

“I come to White Castle for cheap food and fellowship. The food is great and the fellowship is great,” said Jim Atkins. “Sometimes I come for breakfast and lunch.”

Wayne

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