We have my nephew Connor with us for a few days. For some reason, he and Abe have been pleading to go to Smith and Edwards: a store which, for those of you who are not familiar with it, boasts having anything you could possibly ever want or need – if you can just find it.
And, if all of the things you have ever wanted or needed happen to be along the lines of military surplus, that is probably a fairly accurate claim.
We just mostly looked at toys; rode the old plastic bull that must always be ridden; glanced at army gear and tents; bypassed fishing, guns and ammo, horse tack, camping goods and Wrangler jeans to get to the ten-for-a-dollar candy section; then bought some Scouting rope for the kids to make bracelets.
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are connor and abe about the same height right now. i miss those kids. and remember the hideous radio commercials for smith and edwards? but the jingle is good. smith and edwards country boy store, smith and edwards, surplus plus! oh and for some reason debbie taylor used to always be running out to s and e and bridget and i would beg for her to take us. she did a couple of times.
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