Rite Spot
Many years ago, sister, our
dog shep and I would take a trip
up to the rite spot, which was up
the railroad tracks a ways.
During summer months a very
enjoyable walk, not so in winter,
but sister had to have her Pepsi,
so up we would go, we would take
our empties back to get our refund
from our depoist which in turn paid
for the new six pack of Pepsi.
We also bought our milk and other little things
there. The Rite Spot also served as a Diner
for weary train travelers.
Great memories there, they closed it down
many years ago, so sad, but time moves on.
Written 8-8-11
Copyright © James Foulk | Year Posted 2011
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