KN Root Beer means more to me than they realize. My dad, Bobby Waylon Price, is from Graham, Tx and his father, my grandfather, still lived in Graham while we lived in Fort Worth growing up. I remember the hot summer days after playing with the box of toys my grandpa had stored in his front closet that consisted of spin tops, yo-yos, and a fake telephone (my favorite), my dad would rave about the best tasting root beer and how we just had to stop there!
There is a lot about this little place that makes me smile. The ice cream bar, the small town service where they make you feel at home, and the tables with pictures of the town’s history.
Moving to Graham was one of the best experiences. Not just because my husband and I have had the privilege of being apart of an amazing community, but also because when I sit at one of the booths and I order a frozen mug of root beer, I imagine my dad as a kid with bright red hair and blue eyes. I imagine that he would walk in there after playing outside in his torn up jeans and pay for a drink with the money he got from mowing lawns. That although there wasn’t much money at home, he could sit there and taste the richness of the root beer and smile.
Moving to Graham has given me a piece of my dad that I never knew I was missing out on and KN Root Beer has been a huge part of that. I am sure you can imagine my excitement when my husband and I first moved here and I got to show him “The Spot”. The one my dad talked about, the one I talk about, and the one we all talk about.
My dad, now rooted in Fort Worth, successful, happily married to my beautiful mother for over 30 years, and a strong Christian had memories at a place, that probably thought they were just serving another little red headed boy, but they made memories that will last generations.
Thank you, KN, for being a source of happiness for my dad, for me, and for those that come after me.
Ps. I love you dad
things I love at KN:
1. Root beer float
2. Loaded fries
3. Fried Oreos (as seen in above photo)