Well anyway, that was my ride down memory lane....so I asked my mom what the name of the grocery had been. I could remember that the lady who ran it was named Mary. That was about how much Mom remembered too. So I asked another childhood neighbor if she remembered.....she didn't think the grocery ever had a name. I mean, who needs a name in a town of 200 people. You just know where the grocery is. BUT, when SHE was a kid the name of the grocery was the Moklebust Market. That's good enough for me. So here it is. In all of its 5' long glory.
And yes, that's STILL how the ceiling looks. To any drywallers out there who ACTUALLY want work....please call me. Please. I'll paint you a sign.