Alizabeth Erskine

Pie in the Sky is Not That High

You hear about the good old days, the days when you could buy a candy bar for a few cents, or buy a week's worth of groceries for $10- the time where a grandfather could put a dime in your hand and it was worth a pack of gum or two. A time when a shop owner knew your name and your family. It was when people took time out of their day to talk to you. Those days are gone. I have walked through stores over my few years of life and watched as the prices grew, the stores got larger and the personal touches that came with them faded away into oblivion. I have seen my mother's eyes widen every year as the week's groceries cost more and more. I have watched as the small hometown stores got replaced by larger companies, and the ones that didn’t had to evolve, advance themselves, and lose their natural charm in order to survive. I know that it doesn’t have to be this way, so why is it?