As you walk.....
As you walk up to the screen door on a sweltering day, you become aware of an 'old store' smell. The screen door is battered, and has a spring that closes it after you with a slapping bang. Your eye's adjust to the light, you become aware of the buzzing of flies and see brightly colored fly strips hanging in strategic locations and feel the breeze from a fan. The glass counter is full of candy and cigars. Your attention is drawn to a Coke machine with a lift up lid and you move across the worn floorboards. Ice cold in six ounce bottles. What a way to beat the heat. A bag of Lance's peanuts completes your purchase as the old proprietor punches the green keys on a brown, tarnished steel cash register and pulls a crank on the side while white tabs with large numbers slide up and down. Twenty one cents. You wonder what the world is coming to with such rising prices but you will get two cents back if you save the bottle so it's no big deal. You proffer a quarter and after scraping noises of coins in the tray, the proprietor hands you back three shiny pennies and one older coin. An Indian Head Penny. They haven't made those in a while. A quick 'Thank You" and it's back out the screen door that bangs shut behind you as you squint in the bright sunlight. Was there or will there ever be a better time to be alive than now?