Mitch LOVED donuts! In fact he probably knew where every Dunkin' Donuts was within a 10 mile radius from the house. One of his sons once said that if you wanted to catch Mitch, just throw a donut in a room!
Mitch was also an honest man. One of the first years we went to Florida during the winter, we stayed in a lovely Bed and Breakfast not far from the studio where he went every day to work. We'd have breakfast together on the balcony first, and then off he'd go to play.
When we finally returned to Pennsylvania, Mitch told me he had a confession to make. A confession? Uh oh. Here it is: Every day after we had breakfast and he headed out, he came to a junction where there was a Dunkin' Donuts. And every day he wanted to turn left to go to the studio, but at the last minute, he always turned right and went for a donut! I thought it was so sweet that he felt he needed to confess to me. Of course, he DID wait until after we left Florida.
