Small-Town Store

| 9/30/2010 12:32:09 PM

Every small town has one.

Small town store under sunny sky 

A small town store.

Sleepy dogs in front of store 

Where life is slow and easy.

Enter Russ 

Sherry 'Woodswoman'
10/27/2010 9:01:09 PM

Nebraska Dave ~ Thank you for sharing your wonderful memories. Sounds like a scene out of Mayberry. (I can actually taste that ice cream cone...) They are such treasured times. I hope folks will continue to write about these "good 'ole days", as they are truly a cherished way of life. Cindy ~ Yes, it's hard to "hide" in these small towns sometime! News travels very fast and casts a wide net. ;) And yes, we had a beautiful color season here in the northern lower peninsula of the Mitten State.

Cindy Murphy
10/3/2010 12:53:36 PM

Oh, I love places like that! Places where the dogs (or cats) are as familiar as the proprietor. Where, when you walk in, you're asked what you've been up to since the last time you were in, how the kids are; I saw one or the other of them downtown - my, how grownup she is; how's the garden, or how has your husband hurt himself during his latest home improvement project. Ok...that last thing is probably just me; it's pretty bad when town businesses know how accident-prone your husband tends to be. Hope your fall weather up there has been as gorgeous as ours down here. Enjoy the day.

Nebraska Dave
10/1/2010 11:36:38 AM

@Sherry and Russ, small town atmosphere is quite enjoyable isn’t it? I started life two miles outside of a small town of 300 in rural Nebraska. The one movie theatre showed a movie on Saturday night. Afterward we always went down the street to the creamery and bought an ice cream cone. The whole ordeal including popcorn in the movie was less than a dollar. It had an old time grocery store where we brought a list of what we wanted and the owner acquired all the things for us. I loved it when he had to get out his long pole with the grabber on the end to bring down an item from the top shelf that seemed like clear up in the rafters at 8 years old. Just like on cheers everyone knows your name and where you live. The small town café with round backless stools only happened to be owned by my grand parents. I was the only grandchild for five years until my sister came along and stole my thunder. I could pretty much order anything I wanted from the menu free and get money to play the old time jukebox. Life was good in small town Nebraska. Have a great day in small town USA.

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