23 November 2008

Trip To Bountiful

Saturday was part of the weekend before the weekend after Thanksgiving. So I thought it would be wise to make a trip to CostCo, not only for necessities like wine and crab legs, but also to wander about just to make sure there wasn't anything else I needed, like one of those big flat screen high definition TVs. I love the way they display them. No wonder even a 3 month old baby almost instinctively turns toward the TV set. Something to lust for or to save for, though we seem to have lost the latter habit.



A lot of other people had this same idea. I had to park on the far side of the Shopko lot. I noticed a lot of people were driving around looking for spaces. The licence plates were from far-away counties in Montana (where the heck is #56 anyway?), and from Wyoming, N Dakota, even one from Ohio! I guess these people had not got the memo that we are in a recession which will soon be deepening.



I enjoy checking out other shopper's baskets just to make sure that I haven't missed anything vital and to get some ideas for the next time I come shopping, because it is hard to see everything that is available, especially when you are standing in line to get a free sample of some really good food. The picture to the right is my idea of part of a well-rounded diet. That is 6#!! of pretzels my friends, all low fat and cholesterol free, wow. This reminds me of the little house in which we lived in Harvey Illinois before my father was drafted during WWII. Behind us, in the alley, was a garage made over into a 3 room little cozy shack in which I first learned about the problems of alcohol excess. The nice people who lived there used to have a very large can of potato chips or pretzels on one side of their chair and an empty one for bottles and cigarette stubs on the other side. I remember their son was anxious to leave high school to join the Navy I think. He had to talk his parents into signing for him because he was less than 18 years. I doubt that he returned. I am somewhat skeptical about this memory as we moved back to Hustisford WI sometime in 1944, so that I am only 4 years old. Hmm.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

County 56 is Lincoln, the home of Libby.
http://mt.gov/maco/pages/COUNTIES.htm

Ken & Carol said...

Thanks friend Randy. I appreciate all the help I can get.

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