When he was six he was deemed
old enough to ride his bicycle
(red) the mile and a half
to the dime store, a place
of magic with rows of toys
and candy and those racks
of 59 cent books, Trixie Belden
and the Secret of the Mansion,
Black Beauty, the Bobbsey Twins,
Kidnapped and Robinson Crusoe.
The library was too far and across
the highway so he learned to buy
instead of borrow.
This is another in a series of poems about growing up in the South, suggested by Nancy Rosback. The dime store in question was called TG&Y.
Photograph: Oklahoma Historical Society.