[Sasparilla]

I went to an auction of a general store about 10 years ago that shut down in 1943 when the sons of the owners were killed in combat in the South Pacific.
Everthing was put in storage and forgotten about.

It was like a time machine from the old boxes and bottles of over the counter medications to clothing. And, vintage ammunition. Wooden kegs of nails, pocket knives, hand tools,and everything imaginable from a store of that era.

[Sacajaweau]

I wish I had the little red shoes my father bought me.

What a grand memory. He walked me to the store which sold Buster Brown Shoes.

He found me the sturdiest shoes which were red (which with an awesome wide buckle. They fit perfect. I wasn't happy about the red but never said boo. They were the best shoes on the block.

I would give anything for one more walk with my dad.

[NYer]

What an experience! It must have been like stepping out of a time machine. Thanks for the post and ping.