Things I've Found
August 20, 2008
“Aside from the commercial aspect, the store was the place where men came to sit around the big black coal-burning stove in winter, or out front on the store porch in summer, to chew tobacco, play checkers, exchange fish stories, discuss politics, and solve the world’s most complex problems.”
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I grew up in the old Blair house—where my parents and baby sister still live—right behind this old store. All my life it was just a rusted dilapidated old relic. Just a corpse. Sometimes we would find a way inside and rummage through the dusty junk inside. Funny to hear someone else talk about it.
