Today the boys and I headed downtown to
the barbershop so that Boo could get a haircut. When the hair cutting was finished we made our way across the street to the drugstore for some lemonade.
On the main intersection in downtown sits a landmark, an institution of sorts... a place that echoes with tradition. This drugstore and soda fountain have been serving our little town and campus since 1896.
The drugstore no longer houses a pharmacy to fill prescriptions, but you can still step in there for bandaids, cold medicine, and toilet paper, or have lunch at the counter and a hand-dipped ice cream cone.
The cool air and ceiling fans are inviting on a hot summer day; the antique fixtures and old photographs remind us of years gone by. We always enjoy the fresh squeezed lemonade... and the novelty of stepping back in time.
On the main intersection in downtown sits a landmark, an institution of sorts... a place that echoes with tradition. This drugstore and soda fountain have been serving our little town and campus since 1896.
The drugstore no longer houses a pharmacy to fill prescriptions, but you can still step in there for bandaids, cold medicine, and toilet paper, or have lunch at the counter and a hand-dipped ice cream cone.
The cool air and ceiling fans are inviting on a hot summer day; the antique fixtures and old photographs remind us of years gone by. We always enjoy the fresh squeezed lemonade... and the novelty of stepping back in time.
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