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Comfort Memory

I love walking into the big supermarket. Especially early in my day. The first taste of grocery air makes me breathe deep and slow – and I recall my apron-wearing days. I have to enjoy the aroma at first-entry since my nose seems to acclimate to it just a few steps beyond the door. (I’d close my eyes and let it take me back if there was no risk of running into the canned spinach display.)

The smell in the grocery stores must be a hard-wired connection to my youth. First job. My mentor Marshall Allen. He was the always-laughing businessman who could not walk by an employee without saying “Hustle!” I both loved and dreaded it. I think I worked as hard and fast as a naive teenager could.

The aroma of the supermarket reminds me of him, and home, and simpler times.

I wish it came in an aerosol so I could spray a little around throughout the day.

Try this for that Comfort Feeling – as associated by the tastebuds!

Paper or Plastic? Both…

I ran over to the grocery store to pick up a ream of typing paper (technically speaking: did not actually run, paper isn’t for the typewriter) and some sodas. Ended up buying four items. The young man bagging at the end of the counter put my items in three separate bags, and the soda six-pack was left out completely.

Lucky, I guess. Could have been four items in four separate bags.

Even at that, he was struggling to figure it out, because the ream of paper was bulky and wouldn’t set up correctly. He ended up spreading them all over the bottom of a shopping buggy for me to roll out. I guess I was looking pretty weak (even though I’d just carried the four items up to the checkout).

I reached into the paper bag and said, “let’s try this.” I stood the paper on edge, set the sodas in beside and dropped the two plastic bags on top. “Works for me,” he replied.

Bagging was an art form when I was his age, back before they invented plastic.

Try this one: Paper or Plastic? by Daniel Imhoff: The deceptively simple supermarket choice echoed in the title looms large in a society on a collision course with the planet’s life-support systems. Do we clearcut forests, process pulp, and bleach it with chlorine to make paper bags? or refining hydrocarbon into handy plastics? About half the total volume of America’s municipal solid waste is packaging.

Thanks to all Past (and future) Customers & Clients!

This week marks the beginning of our fifth year of bookselling as Broken Arrow’s Main Street bookstore. Still, there are people who come in every day (this has been a literal truth for the past four years) who say “I had no idea there was a bookstore here!”

“Yes,” I reply. “Been here for years.”

The sign out front says “Since 1975.” Obviously, I haven’t been selling books from this location that long, but I’ve been buying and selling books since then. One of my original entrepeneurial efforts (1975) had me shuffling merchandise to free up a wall for selling books.

It reminds me of the quote from comedian Steven Wright (a genius I was fortunate to once meet), who said: “I went down the street to the 24-hour grocery. When I got there, the guy was locking the front door. I said, “Hey, the sign says you’re open 24 hours.” He said, “Not in a row.” ”

So, in that spirit, I’ve been selling books for 35 years… I think I’ll change the sign to read, “open 24 hours.”

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