It's good to see you posting again, Marty. It's a shame so many of those old stores are gone now. I'm sure they held lots of happy memories of little hands reaching in those big candy jars they used to keep on the counters in stores like this one.
I'm so glad you're back!!We were worried about you, and hope all is well now.An old place like this, melting into the earth, is a part of all our lives, I think---the memories of when the Coke sign was bright red, and the pale jade NEHI strip on the screendoor still smooth and cool as you opened the door.I'm sorry to know it's no longer standing, but you've preserved it for longer time than it was, or would have been, had the elements finally claimed it in some far-future day. Your store of archives stand as a museum of our own pasts, with shelves bright with color and shine.Our own rustings and fadings will come, and would that our memories linger, as well, with our own preservers and keepers of the past.I try, in my way, and you photograph and put up the old days and old ways, the dignities of the fading, and the things which will be no more. It's a noble calling, and you wear it well.