Sometimes it’s nice to remember the spontaneous stories that recall a chapter of time.
Karl and I went to Menards in Sheboygan today. The store was a collage of Christmas plants and decorations on sale, all kinds of products for home improvements (always in progress here), and, yes, even VALENTINES!
When I first returned to Wisconsin after many years of teaching in Illinois, and we went shopping for house supplies on a weekday, I felt like I was in a parallel universe. Here was this entire world going on with all these new words to learn. We bought an old house that had to be rebuilt from the inside.
Now when we go out to eat, I look at ceilings and light fixtures. I remember when low energy lights first came on the market and they seemed too large for many lamps. Karl and I were shopping at an old store–I think it was in Chicago–and the salesman said, with a wondering tone of voice, “You’re buying a lamp to fit the bulb. It’s supposed to be the other way around.”
I love Sheboygan too. It’s an older city like Milwaukee, where we grew up. Our winters are long and our summers short. People are practical. No need to dress up or worry about how you look. Be warm. Be safe. You are fine. We appreciate your business. Come back soon.