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May 2.25: Thursday Doors Writing Challenge

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The corner door

on the corner store —

I’d like to go back

just one time more.

Hardwood floors

and walls of cans,

bins of cookies

for little hands,

paper strips

with candy dots,

tiny wax bottles

with syrup shots.

When I got big,

oh, maybe eight,

Grandma gave me

this mandate:

Go to the store,

get five lamb chops;

you can get there

in a few skips and hops.

George the butcher

will know what’s best.

Say please on account;

he will do the rest.

With admonishments to manners

stuffed in both my ears,

I’d head on up the block,

older than my years.

George in his white apron

understood that “Grandma said”

was my special sacred mission

in smiling nod of head.

The grass that grows there now

is rooted in the lore

of little girls and grandmas,

lamb chops, and corner store.

 

 

Posted to Dan Antion’s Annual Thursday Doors Writing Challenge

With thanks to Katy Trail Creations for the photo.

 

33 thoughts on “May 2.25: Thursday Doors Writing Challenge

  1. lois's avatar

    Oh, the memories this brings up, Maureen. Nik-L-Nips, and candy dots and yes, sadly those wonderful old stores torn down. Those corner stores were the original ‘Cheers’–where everyone knew your name. So very well done.

    • Oddment's avatar

      Thanks, Lois! I hadn’t thought of it as so like “Cheers,” but you’re right: everybody knew your name in those corner stores. I never had to say who my grandma was. George looked out for his neighbors, and, as I understood it, he helped them through the Depression by allowing them to buy “on account,” which, of course, they did carefully. George must have been a good guy. I miss the feeling of that corner store. What were Nik-L-Nips? I’m glad you remember those candy dots too!

      • lois's avatar

        Nik-L-Nips were those waxed bottle candies. Five in a pack. Those, along with wax lips, and candy dots, Sugar Daddy and Mary Jane candies…oh yeah! Every dentists dream patient!

      • Oddment's avatar

        Oh, you got that right: those candies gave dentists some busy days! I’m jealous — I don’t remember getting those wax bottles in 5’s! I do remember chewing the wax, though, and it was disgusting every single time. (I’m a slow learner.) Thanks for the education!

      • lois's avatar

        You bit off that wax–and spit it out!–then sucked out that tiny bit of syrup. We had the best candy back then, didn’t we?!

      • Oddment's avatar

        They were adventures!

  2. Murphy’s Law's avatar

    Maureen, today’s poem and photo are an enjoyable trip down Memory Lane. We too had a corner store in the 50’s. It was called Bevoni’s and was run by four family members, all of whom knew our names, ages, and where we lived. It would have been a rare parent they didn’t know too.

    Our corner store wasn’t as large as the one in your photo, but it was crammed with goodies, like Bubble Gum and another popular candy (can’t remember name) that was powder in a straw-like holder that you sucked out and then nearly choked to death when that powder hit your throat! Still, it was fun and oh so sweet! Yes, our dentists really loved us.

    Nothing today comes close to those corner stores and the way we youngsters were taken care of. Many a time Mr. Bevoni took a kid home in his car because he/she wasn’t feeling well.

    Ginger🦋

    • lois's avatar

      Pixy Stix! My sweet tooth started young and has never abated!

    • Oddment's avatar

      The corner store on my grandma’s street wasn’t as grand as what’s in this photo, at least not on the outside. But it sure was grand on the inside! Yes, crammed with goodies. How wonderful to have a true family-owned business — by which I mean an owner who would take a sick kid home. So many businesses call themselves “family-owned,” but I have my doubts. We’re lucky to remember what that used to mean! I agree about that powder in a straw; I stopped trying to eat those and opted for other health food — like those candy dots. Thanks, Ginger!

  3. marianallen's avatar

    Lena’s! She had sno-cones in the summer. Smart lady: you could only get a sno-cone through the walk-up window. No messy spills in her store!

  4. Dan Antion's avatar

    This took me straight back to Jule’s Store and B&I Market, Maureen. So many trips to get this or that. I could even get a pack of Pall Malls for my dad before he quit smoking.

    • Oddment's avatar

      Pall Malls! Ye gods. I think that was one of mother’s favorites for a while. Those stores remain a solid part of childhood. This is a great photo!

  5. slfinnell's avatar

    Aww! We grew up in the country but mom always stopped at a little mom n pop store before we headed home from town. Thanks for choosing this photo and taking us all down memory lane!! Telling my Kirsten you chose her photo 😉

  6. Under the mask..'s avatar

    Oh, I just love this, Maureen! Your poem fits perfectly! We have the tiniest corner store (certainly within my walking distance, too, were I still a youngster with free time and derring-do on my hands) and yet it has just everything, including child-affordable treats. How I wish I’d taken a photo of all our corner stores back in the day.

    • Oddment's avatar

      Thanks, Carol! I was thinking the same thing about taking photos. For all the angst I feel about people stuck on their phones, I sure see the advantage to taking photos. I wish we had them from way back.

  7. memadtwo's avatar

    I had to ride my bike to mine–well, I’m sure it was not that far, but we did always ride our bikes there. I was most interested in the candy and the paper dolls. (Do they even still make those?) The delis and bodegas around here have a lot of strange things you wouldn’t expect, but not the variety I remember from my childhood. Thanks for the memories! (K)

    • Oddment's avatar

      Not paper dolls. Paper strips with candy dots on them. But now that you’ve mentioned paper dolls, I’ve got to say what a huge memory you’ve awakened! I spent zillions of hours playing with paper dolls! My favorites were the ones that were babies. As for all that penny candy, I bet it’s still made somewhere. Riding bikes? All the time. But I never had my bike at Grandma’s. I can’t begin to imagine what shops sell in NYC! Thanks, Kerfe!

  8. Teagan Riordain Geneviene's avatar

    Maureen, this is beautiful! All nostalgia and fond memories, and sunshine. Well done. Hugs.

  9. Pepper's avatar

    Great doors and story. Thanks for bringing back memories of a corner store I used to go to so many years ago. 😊

  10. Miriam Hurdle's avatar

    Precious memories from these corner stores, Maureen. Your story is beautiful.

  11. Miriam Hurdle's avatar

    You’re welcome, Maureen! I know the Grandma memories are precious. I’m trying to help my grandkids to create those memories!

  12. Brenda's Thoughts's avatar

    Oh, this is beautiful, Maureen. It brought back memories galore!

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