To the Editor,
I am sure many of your readers have a “Dot’s of Dover” story. Here’s mine from the Sunday before Christmas.
My visiting daughter informed me before coffee that her girls (11, 8 and 4, make that 4 ½ and don’t forget it) wanted to have breakfast at the newly re-opened Dot’s of Dover before heading to the mountain to ski.
They had been here the weekend of the fire and remembered the charred, skeletal remains.