"Sanborn's Store." This is my remembrance of my family's small family beach store that opened in the early 1930s and closed in 1963. My mother's uncle Art opened the store at the height of the Depression so that our shoreline neighborhood would have a little market that everyone could walk to for their newspapers, fresh eggs, Campbells soup, candy, cigarettes, soda and what-have-yous. It became a place for people to meet and hang out during the summers, and my mother remembered that there was a lot of singing and jolly good times there sharing Root Beers and ice cream. I have a poem somewhere in my collection, that a summer resident wrote describing just that type of evening, but have spent several hours looking for it and, of course, it's hiding on me. This piece is on a wooden base and measures approximately 20 x 17 inches.
Great Uncle Art in his little beach store, in the mid 1950s. Click on the photo to enlarge. Most of the brands of goods on the shelves are available today. I still have the remnants of the curved glass candy case he's sitting behind, but the most important (and expensive) part, the glass, is broken. He died when I was just six year old, but I remember he'd give me a couple of nickels before I went into the store, so I could give them back to him in front of customers and "buy" my own candy, lol. There was an intercom system in the store, so that he could be reached from the family home behind the store at any time instead of using the telephone. I have an audiotape of an evening spent using that intercom for conversation, and it's a bit eerie to hear those long-gone voices discussing the day's events.