I have more than my share of memories both good and bad that are often triggered by things both good and bad and recently in the bat of an eye I was transported back to a wonderful time and place.
Like most residents of the United States I’m just not as rich as appearance might imply and that means I shop at Walmart in an unsuccessful effort of locating prices I remember from long ago . Last Sunday I found something almost as good and if your year of birth starts with a 20 it’s unlikely we could share similar memories of how life used to be in America . At one time everything was well built , and worked as it should … things in my America past were simply ….. smooth.
Eight feet past the entrance to Walmart and I proclaimed to wife with glee ….
” This !… This is the America I remember ” and she wanted to know what the hell I was talking about …
“Listen to the shopping cart ” I hinted, and she said she didn’t hear anything …
And she was right .
She didn’t hear anything because that shopping cart held the secrets to a long dormant memory . It had perfectly round wheels , you see, that were installed properly and it did glide silently over the smooth floor like an Olympic skater going for the Gold . It was a true and unexpected treat and Walmart was smart for providing it as I wanted to spend another half hour just to push the cart around looking for something else to buy regardless of lower prices or not , or even need..
Seems we may now be able to purchase beer and soda at Walmart again as the violent vibrations they suffered in their past shopping carts will no longer cause a Vesuvius to erupt when we get home and open them . I think I’ll go back tomorrow just to buy beer …. and push a cart around for a while .
