Thankful for the little things

It’s no secret my husband Roy buys the groceries at our house 95 percent of the time. And he doesn’t mind which is good news to me because that is a dreaded chore of mine. He’s been doing this for years, even back during the day Perry’s was located next to Brookshire’s where Smith Furniture is now. It’s also no secret that Roy hates phones of any kind and will leave them in the car even though it’s highly likely I will call him when he goes. Of course, back in the day I would have him paged at Brookshire’s or would give the person who answered the phone a message of what I forgot on the list. Before cell phones and Randy Smith was the manager at Brookshire’s, Randy even went next door to Perry’s to tell Roy he needed to bring something else home because Randy was afraid he would miss Roy when he came in the store. I didn’t ask Randy to do that but that’s how small towns are. People are just accommodating – or most people. Another time Roy went in Brookshire’s and the phone rang as he was walking in. Roy assumed it was me, so he walked over to the phone and answered it. “Brookshire’s,” he said. To continue reading this article, purchase the print edition of The Pittsburg Gazette or go to our online e-edition at: http://www.etypeservices.com/Pittsburg%20GazetteID315/default.aspx