Chicken Sunday

I think I would like to live in Aunt Eula's town. The people seem friendly and happy there. I wish we still had the community shops to visit. It does take me back to the days of ‘Bloom’s Drug Store’ with the friendly pharmacist who was also a ‘soda jerk’ who would step from behind the high counter that housed all of the pills, powders, and potions to dispense an egg cream or even whip up a banana split. Those places just don't seem to exist anymore.