I love stories like this that are evoked from a single, haunting image. Growing up in Cleveland, we didn't use a car very often. We took public transportation to downtown for shopping or walked to the local version of Walmart, it was called Zayre's. Our own neighborhood had plenty of self sustaining businesses and our neighborhood friends lived over the storefronts. Not that long ago. But also a lifetime ago.
I love stories like this that are evoked from a single, haunting image. Growing up in Cleveland, we didn't use a car very often. We took public transportation to downtown for shopping or walked to the local version of Walmart, it was called Zayre's. Our own neighborhood had plenty of self sustaining businesses and our neighborhood friends lived over the storefronts. Not that long ago. But also a lifetime ago.