As submited to Editor of the Grand Rapids Herald-Review, Oct. 15, 2007.
RIP Spoon. We'll remember you, always...
It's official. As official as a single tear dropping into an empty mug.
Hopeful thoughts that Mack's Hamburger Shack and Leo's Barber Shop were, in fact, reclaiming their turf are now a thing of fantasy, wish lists, and wet dreams.
What will we do without you? Who will console us following a night of ruffian escapades? Who will fill our veins with warmth and cheer amongst a sea of clutter and soul-less sale aisles?
Dear. Oh Dear. It must be hard, seeing those you love crumble to dust. Kremer's. Salvester's. Hardee's. Fallen comrades lost but not forgotten.
Brier's is swell, but it can't do it alone. Janicke's is fighter, but they won't let her stand. The Rialto should be the best thing that ever happened here... but isn't. They would never let that happen. We need more banks. We need more "megas" and "supers." Newer and bigger is always better, and they've got money to burn.
See. Can't they see? Can't YOU see?! It's an atrocity. Right here in YOUR city.
You old timers know the score. You detect the youthful swagger of my words. You see through my childish attempts to allude to the past. How I yearn for that of which you've known, you've seen, you've tasted & heard.
Yes. That is I. I represent the new Youth of America. The youth of YOUR city.
and I am leaving you. Bolting as soon as I can catch a dime. Or a "five 'n dime" at least.
RIP Spoon. We'll remember you, always...
d.anderson
Grand Rapids
RIP Spoon. We'll remember you, always...
It's official. As official as a single tear dropping into an empty mug.
Hopeful thoughts that Mack's Hamburger Shack and Leo's Barber Shop were, in fact, reclaiming their turf are now a thing of fantasy, wish lists, and wet dreams.
What will we do without you? Who will console us following a night of ruffian escapades? Who will fill our veins with warmth and cheer amongst a sea of clutter and soul-less sale aisles?
Dear. Oh Dear. It must be hard, seeing those you love crumble to dust. Kremer's. Salvester's. Hardee's. Fallen comrades lost but not forgotten.
Brier's is swell, but it can't do it alone. Janicke's is fighter, but they won't let her stand. The Rialto should be the best thing that ever happened here... but isn't. They would never let that happen. We need more banks. We need more "megas" and "supers." Newer and bigger is always better, and they've got money to burn.
See. Can't they see? Can't YOU see?! It's an atrocity. Right here in YOUR city.
You old timers know the score. You detect the youthful swagger of my words. You see through my childish attempts to allude to the past. How I yearn for that of which you've known, you've seen, you've tasted & heard.
Yes. That is I. I represent the new Youth of America. The youth of YOUR city.
and I am leaving you. Bolting as soon as I can catch a dime. Or a "five 'n dime" at least.
RIP Spoon. We'll remember you, always...
d.anderson
Grand Rapids
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