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Today’s Business? Snow way to tell…

I am comforted. At least, I suppose that’s how I should feel after eating comfort food. After whipping up some mashed taters, I treated myself to a cupful.

When you work alone, you may find yourself doing knucklehead things like preparing enough mashed potatoes for an army on a snow day that is liable to scare off any hint of lunchtime business. There was no one else here to say, Hey! That’s a lot of potatoes. Maybe you want to scale back a little.

By myself in the shop, I can sample my finished product and render my verdict.

Me, spoon in hand: Mmmm. That’s a tasty potato.

As you know, things are a little more casual when talking to yourself, and that may be much the case today due to the snow. It is midmorning and still the snow is falling heavily here in Broken Arrow. It makes me think of that grand snowfall we had a few years ago, when the drifts were deep enough to stop my car in the parking lot.

In my seven years on Main Street, that was the only day I failed to sell a book. Being an optimist, I assumed someone out there would have a book emergency and I wanted to be ready to handle it. After several hours organizing and tidying up, I locked up and worked to get the car unstuck.

This morning, I snapped a couple of shots of the storefront. One was a few minutes after the snow began in earnest and was already obscuring the lettering on the awning. Later, it was coming down hard enough that I didn’t want to venture back out.

Can you tell in the front door image what is wrong?

Hint: Click on the image for a larger view, then look at the letters on the bank’s front wall. Compare them with the lettering on the bookstore’s front door lettering.

Naturally, I’m going to flip the picture to my own advantage!

Happy Snow Day, and I hope you have your own cup of comfort food to fall back on!

McHuston Booksellers in the Rose District
122 South Main Street, Broken Arrow, OK

Ready for all snow book emergencies!

MASHED POTATO UPDATE: It turned out to be a Shepherd’s Pie kind of day, and that mountain of spuds is gone!

Killer Queen.

Sunshine. Blue skies. Looking down the sidewalk, I see a number of my merchant neighbors with their doors propped open, enjoying the scant breeze. I don’t mind the cliché about the weather in Oklahoma, you know – the one that advises those who don’t like the weather here to just wait a minute. It’s refreshing – in every sense of the word – to have a rainy, dreary day that was topped off with a brief snowfall followed by such a bright day that it might be the meteorological opposite of its predecessor.

So nice outside, it compelled me to grab the spray bottle and wash the front door glass. So nice outside, it called for a new snapshot of the storefront. It’s a regular play-hooky day, but I better stay put for those book emergencies that pop up of an afternoon.

Since I was here instead of playing outdoors, I was able to field a question:

Nice lady: How does this work?

Me, holding a book: This front part opens, revealing the words inside, fresh and ready for reading.

I’m kidding. A lot of folks wonder about the mechanics of a used book store and things like trade credit. The nice lady had come across a tag inside one of the books that stated: Not available for Trade Credit.

Unlike some used book stores, most books here at the shop go out as a result of a cash or credit card transaction. I have a few trade accounts, although not too many. My selling rationale is pretty simple: If I pay cash for a book, I have to sell it for cash. The light company won’t take used books to settle the monthly utility bill. And there it is.

There is a great selection of the inventory available for those who bring in used books, and there are no policies here that are etched in stone.

Some feature selections – those books propped up on easels or displayed in the cases in the front of the shop – are also reserved for non-trade transactions. Some are new, unread copies. Others are harder-to-find, collectible, or specialty items. The set in the image is an example. The volumes are beautifully bound and kept, with ornate gilt embossing.

The set is edited by Ellery Queen, but of course they weren’t really. There wasn’t really an Ellery Queen. Two cousins from Brooklyn made up the character and then used the persona as a penname to write detective stories. Keep up here: the character Ellery Queen is a mystery writer and editor. In the stories. In real life, the Ellery Queen on the spine of the books was the pseudonym of Daniel Nathan and his cousin Manford Lepofsky.

You can see why they chose to write under a different name.

In this ten volume set, the fictional editor has selected classic detective stories from different eras and a range of authors and set them off in a fine-binding affair that certainly stands out in a bookcase.
Great stories. Fantastic price.

No mystery about that.

McHuston Booksellers & Irish Bistro: in the Rose District
122 South Main Street, Broken Arrow, Oklahoma

All that, and a dime back from your quarter.

They were up near the cash register in a small wire rack. For fifteen cents, you got TV listings for the entire week, gossip about your favorite stars of the small screen, and a crossword puzzle to boot.

TV Guide.

In my earlier years, I was a TV Guide, of sorts. I did voicework for Prevue Guide Network, which later bought the magazine and became the TV Guide Channel. I did the same sort of things as the magazine – letting you know about the movies on HBO and the network primetime shows – although I didn’t offer a crossword and could rarely be picked up at the checkout stand. (There were days, though…)

When folks learn I’m interested in old books, many figure I’m interested in any sort of old thing. It’s true, I guess, to some extent. I don’t collect TV Guide magazines, but someone obviously did. Now they’re in the bookstore in plastic bags.

Many of them are dated, even for me. The cover in the image dates to New Year’s Day 1959 and while I recall the TV show Ozzie and Harriet, I don’t remember much about the program or the sons, except Ricky. About a decade after this magazine came out, he had a hit song with Garden Party, a sarcastic tune that he wrote in response to being asked to play all his older songs in concert. It was a Madison Square Garden party, and his final lines in the song described his conclusion that “you can’t please everyone…you’ve got to please yourself.”

I’ve been pleasing myself with this pile of magazines. I should be tending to the stacks of books that need to be shelved, but there are a lot of fond recollections on the covers of these vintage TV Guides. (Vintage is what we call items dating back more than a few years, so we don’t feel ancient describing them as ‘Old’…which they are.)

The cover subjects (for those of you who are not – old) were the sons of Ozzie and Harriet Nelson. As best I can recall, they were a typical family but had all sorts of run-ins and situations that America found entertaining. Perhaps a bit like Seinfeld, without the racy innuendo. The article in the magazine shoots that down though:

The average family next door does not consist of a couple of parents who have worked and starred together in show business for most of their adult lives, and a couple of boys each worth a conservative quarter of a million dollars on the current market.”

The inflation calculator says “What cost $250,000 in 1959 would cost $1,902,240.51 in 2011,” pointing out the validity of the writer’s statement. Most of us kids of that day weren’t worth a couple of Billion. Most kids of today aren’t either, even adjusted for inflation.

Those were simpler times. The Big12 was a simple Big7 back then (adjusted for inflation… Actually, OSU – known as Oklahoma A&M in that era – had not yet joined the conference that became the Big8 and later the Big12). Bud Wilkinson coached the Sooners to a 10-1 record, losing only to Texas. OU was rewarded with an Orange Bowl invitation, where they played on New Year’s Day and whipped Syracuse 21-7.

There weren’t as many bowl games in that era, but they all got attention. The Rose Bowl parade was an event in 1959, and kids gathered round in front of the television to watch the spectacle. An actor named Ronald Reagan did the on-camera commentary that year on ABC, describing the floats and marching bands as they passed by.

He later got a job in Washington DC and did some on-camera work there, too.

I’m almost embarrassed to admit that I recognize the artist behind the flying football players on the facing page and included in the image. The style is known to many who thumbed through magazine pages in the sixties and seventies. His name was Jack Davis and he did a lot of commercial artwork. I’m not sure I ever saw his drawings in TV Guide before today.

But I saw them all the time as a kid growing up reading Mad Magazine.

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