Archived posting to the Leica Users Group, 2005/03/25
[Author Prev] [Author Next] [Thread Prev] [Thread Next] [Author Index] [Topic Index] [Home] [Search]Growing up in Troy, Ohio there was a magazine shop downtown called Tweeds. It smelled of cigars and other tobacco products, ruled over by a man wearing a thread-bare wool cardigan who could see into the back room with the paper backs and magazines. Yes...it's true...I bought my first copy of "Fellowship of the Ring" there as well as copies of "Galaxy" and "Analog". But there were other products....products you asked for at the counter...by title...and you'd darn well better know the title and look like you knew what it was all about. In later years, of course, I'd go to Kepler's in Menlo Park, CA and right there in plain view would be magazines that Tweeds didn't DREAM existed. Vollyball played....well.... So Kyle . . . nice work . . . and I'll type more as soon as my glasses clear, my heart slows down, and my admiration stops swelling. That WAS my admiration! Damn good work, he said, leaning against the glass counter with the beveled edges. Kyle winks and turns to the next customer who is standing on tip-toe and pushing two quarters across the frosted glass....