Last week after drought that had lasted for weeks on end, a big rain fell on the General Store with wind whipping around foundations and ripping off the plastic sheeting where the back inside wall (next to the back door) had a large section removed for the expressContinue Reading
by Peter Loewer There was a morning fog almost every day last week and the outside air seemed to be cloying with dampness, a situation confounded by the sudden breakdown of the air conditioner in the General Store. Cityfella walked in on a damp Friday waving a letter he hadContinue Reading
by Peter Loewer “A month or so ago I marched in here and said that I was as mad as hell,” said the Curmudgeon as he walked into the General Store, and as often is the case when anger takes hold of his psyche, his complexion began to get highlightsContinue Reading
by Peter Loewer “I am mad as hell,” said the Curmudgeon as he walked into the dark interior (Storekeep was changing the overhead fluorescent lights) of the General Store, his complexion edging up to the danger point as, apparently, his blood pressure moved into the realm of the higher digit.Continue Reading
