Several weeks ago I wrote a column about how important the early pamphleteers were to our nationâ€™s freedom. Part of that tome also pointed to how changing technologies had rendered the need for a printing press moot and that one of the Internetâ€™s greatest boons to mankind and freedom was that anyone with access can make their opinions known.
While I'm a staunch supporter of progress â€” real progress, not just change for change's sake â€” I do find it sad to see the passing of many institutions that once were at the heart of community life. Particularly in small towns.
One such entity that is a rarity today is the women's dress shop.
Every little town of any appreciable size had a nice dress shop and a men's shop. Benton can still boast having this for the male customer in Rhea's, but places like The Fashion, The Style Shop, The Happening (and others I may not recall here) are relegated to memory.
Lessons about life seem to just happen to me when I least expect it. The month of August has provided manyâ€¦and from the least likely of sources. Oddly enough, the catalyst for this month long journey of introspection and odd circumstances began with reading a flyer at work that I received in the mail.