The Lesson Store

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 28
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1996
Type Text
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Language eng
Rights Management Snow College
Holding Institution Snow College
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Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-03-01
Date Modified 2005-03-01
ID 326790
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Title The Lesson Store
Description The Lesson Store Camille 0. Lindsay Professional First Place Anecdote Yesterday, my daughter. Colleen, asked me to drive her to a friend's house. As I turned the corner on 3rd North and 2nd East to go south. I noticed a familiar sight was gone: the tan and white building that housed the Paulsen Store. The remains had been scooped to bare ground. Emotions flooded, as 1 realized that yet another of my childhood neighborhood edifices had vanished. My mind slipped back almost a half century when my life was simple. 1 was a child playing with box elder bugs and roller skates. About once a week, Mom would ask me if I wanted to go to Mrs. Paulsen's Store. 1 always said. "Yes." As a child, I thought the store was big with everything in it. Inside, on the counter, there was a punch cash register with pull handle. Boxes and jars of candy were behind the counter. There were shelves along the wall with flour and sugar and baking supplies. Toward the back, there was an open cooler with fruits and vegetables and loaves of meat ready to slice. I was always fascinated with the meat slicer, a hand cranker. There was even a shelf with dry goods. Levis and plaid shirts. All this was In a space of a one-car garage. Mrs. Paulsen. a small lady with braided, graying hair, was always helpful. She bent over as she plodded along in oversized slippers. Her companion, Honey, a slow, fat cocker spaniel waddled always at her heels. We bought the necessities: flour, sugar, baking powder, penny candy, and supplies for sheep camp. As I grew a little older and Mom trusted me to run the "errand" to the store, I began to hoard pennies for candy. On my trips to the store, up the block and around the corner from home, I made the best of my time. I often counted the cracks in the sidewalk or stopped to pick hollyhocks beside the store to make toothpick dolls. I practiced 102
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Identifier 111_The Lesson Store.jpg
Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 28
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-23
Date Modified 2005-02-23
ID 326668
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