When I was growing up, we used to visit my Granny on Sunday afternoons. She lived about 5 miles away and my mom and I would go to her house. When we would leave, we would drive another 5 miles to the two stores that my mother liked to go. One of these stores closed many years ago. It was the kind of store that carried everything. Clothes, electronics, tools, etc... The other store has now announced that they are closing in the next few weeks.
I decided that I wanted to go walk around this store last Sunday. It has been remodeled so nothing is like it was back in the 60s. But I could go to the exact spot where years ago, the ICEE machine was and where they sold nuts that had been under a sun lamp, staying warm. Sometimes, the store would have a sale on giant candy bars that were divided into squares. Each square had a letter on it and it would spell out the name of the candy company. My mother was a chocoholic so she would always buy them. This was the same store that I would buy the necklace or earrings that I usually got for my mom for Christmas.
As Eric and I wandered around, we were both saying "this is where the garden supplies were, this is where the toys were", etc...
The last aisle I went down was where I would spend my time during Christmas. It was the sporting goods aisle. My dad loved to fish and I always bought him a pack of purple or black rubber worms, a roll of fishing line and a package of red/white corks.
As we walked out, I thought back to the days that I spent in that store in the 'big city'. Lazy Sunday afternoons with nothing to do but walk around and smell the popcorn and wait for the Blue Light Specials.
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