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A Mid-February Building Report.

Maybe the updates should appear more frequently, the longer the building renovation continues. I don’t want anyone to lose faith!

In the picture, our space is down the street, on the left – just beyond the Main Street Tavern – where a black canopy is visible. Just above the back of that parked black vehicle. The awning used to be there with letters claiming Francy Law Firm. It is gone for the duration of the facade remodel. We’ll be between Gowns and More and Star Jewelers.

At the risk of repeating progress reports, here is the latest as of the second week of February:

The floor tiles, beautiful and durable with the appearance of natural wood, are nearly complete through the main retail area. The building features a long, long hallway and the installation extends most the way to the back. Looking at it, I’m reminded of the real wooden plank floors at Paddy’s Irish Restaurant, my enterprise in Tulsa of a decade ago.

When Mr. S commented that he preferred plank-type tiles over the other choices presented, my heart skipped a beat. I didn’t want to be the first in favor of the more expensive tiles the contractor offered. I believe they will give an Old World feel that will compliment the century-old pressed tin ceiling tiles that remain from the original building interior. The interior already reminds me of the Palace News, my grandfather’s business in Parsons, Kansas.

The kitchen is well on its way to completion, with more personal thanks due the building’s owner. The health department requirements are fairly stringent. I’m afraid I assumed those rules were common knowledge, but the renovation required changes more extensive than might have been originally contemplated. Again, Mr. S came through, and the result will be a sparkling kitchen with new ceiling, walls, plumbing, and flooring.

What is left from the original break-room kitchen, you ask? Nothing, mostly. It will be so new and shiny that I might be tempted to eat a meal right on the floor. The required dish and hand sinks are delivered and waiting installation.

Equipment for the new kitchen is being collected, and food warmers, a tea urn, a machine for brewing delicious coffee, and soup-special kettles are in hand, ready to be installed.

Walls have been primed and painted. Front glass and door installed. The building façade is still on the to-do list and will likely be among the last projects, but the most visible to those of us driving by.

The completely remodeled restrooms are being wall-tiled behind the wide and newly installed doors. The areas are compliant with disability-access regulations and big enough that I might have confused them with reading rooms.

When is the Grand Re-opening?

I still am better with predicting book sequels and publication dates than construction project endings. My eyes are telling me that it may be very soon, perhaps in the vicinity of weeks. Mr John, the contractor, told me it could February. He said that some months ago, but he is a professional, and his work is proof he is no amateur.

If it runs beyond the end of the month, I won’t be surprised, knowing full-well there is no way I could oversee completion of the project in that length of time. I learned my lesson in predicting the packing of the store inventory in the previous location. Sometimes, it just takes longer than anticipated.

Still, given his abilities and experience, I would not be surprised if Mr John brought it in to the finish line in the fifteen days or so remaining. I better get busy on my end!

Hope to see you soon!

McHuston

McHuston Booksellers: Ready to greet you!

This is why you will be happy, once we are re-opened, after such a delay.

A bookstore-cafe, after all, is the last place you’d go in a hurry.

Although a bookstore-cafe unlocks the cultural life of the surrounding area, some are so special that they are destinations in their own right. Although we may not yet be comparable to the Montague Bookmill, a 19th century structure in Massachusetts, we have found a marvelous pre-statehood building in Broken Arrow, Oklahoma.

To paraphrase the review for the Montague: McHuston Booksellers is owned by author Larry J. Hoefling, (Nils Thor Granlund: A Biography; Pittsburg County: A History; Chasing the Frontier, a Social History; What’s in a Name, non-fiction; and other works) whose previous experience has included television, radio, newspaper writing, Irish Pub ownership, and fast food operations. McHuston Booksellers will offer that experienced mixture of literary and culinary experiences, designed to suit the book-lover and Irish cuisine aficionado. Okay, there won’t be lamb on the menu. (That was always pointed out to me by recent returnees from Ireland, who sniffed at my beef-based Irish Stew. My response? This is Oklahoma. We eat beef, not Bambi. OK? Well, anyway… although Bambi was not a sheep, I’m hoping you get the point…)

McHuston Booksellers offers new and used books as well as the occasional poetry readings (it could happen, maybe even immediately, who knows?), a happy staff, acoustic music, and Irish comfort food. And the BA downtown’s anticipated neo-music scene threatens to come alive with posters and handbills! Yet the literary life-center of Broken Arrow cannot extend far beyond McHuston’s, where – amid the coffee, the books and the music — is an understanding of the classic and contemporary written word and the stories that become our lives.

McHuston Booksellers may become the most magical heart of winter. If snowflakes find their way into Oklahoma at some point, that late evening sun will filter into the windows onto McHuston’s wood-style floors. There are corners to be investigated. Grab a coffee or hot chocolate and find a resting spot for yourself. Read, chat, or simply listen to the voices around you; the literary river is running and the pages are turning and downloading all around you.

Come visit us. We are just weeks away from opening.

Remembering the Race: Kentucky Derby Daze.

I remember how proud I was my first Kentucky Derby, my son dressed in his finery, on the back of the horse in front of so many people, the crowd abuzz in anticipation of the start of the ‘Run for the Roses.’

Of course, we were nowhere near the racetrack.

My boss, Lee Masters, Tulsa radio station K95FM’s manager – who later went on to even greater fame and fortune with MTV and the E! television network – was staging a Derby watch-party at his grand home near Utica Square in Tulsa. His wife hailed from Louisville, and as a result, the Kentucky Derby was celebrated with all the passion of St. Patrick’s Day in New York City.

He had hired a fellow to bring along a small-sized horse for pony rides. I thought it made for a wonderful surprise.

Having grown up with neighbors who owned horses, I had plenty of chances as a kid to hop on the bare back of a big horse, grab a handful of its mane, and hang on for dear life while it ran around the pasture. My children, on the other hand, were strictly suburb-dwellers. There was more concrete than bermuda grass in our neighborhood cul-de-sac.

All in all, the ride could not have been too exciting. Maybe the stature of the horse compared to the tiny size of my two young would-be jockeys provided them a little adrenaline. I know the actual race which we saw, crowded around Lee’s television set, was more fun for the adults than the children.

I’ve not been to another Derby Day watch-party since, but I’ve seen a few on television and as those beautiful horses round the corner for the finish at Churchill Downs, I always recall the pleasant afternoon on the quiet Kentucky-like estate of Mr and Mrs Lee Masters, with my children taking turns in their ‘Walk for the Roses.’

And they’re off!

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