14 July 2009

Looking at it One Way

There are no more Desotos, no more Criterion and no more Prom Ballroom.

There are no radio stations playing big band music. There are no more street cars to take you where you want to go.

The grocery stores my grandmother shopped at aren't there anymore. There are less and less attending her church. Milo's Skelly is long gone and no one would recognize her at her bank.

Since she was born in Saskatchewan, she could never aspire to be president. So, maybe it was grandma's time to go.

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