Which is why, I suppose, I can’t forget the literary Irish couple who ran a copy center and typing service because they loved words and each other enough to work together 24/7. Or Tony’s Laundromat where Charlie, the owner, would polish the dryers and scold the teenagers who made too much noise. Or the owner of the single-screen cinema who mortgaged his house to make sure the “monster-plexes” didn’t destroy the joy of going to the movies. Or the Brown Brothers who inherited their father’s bicycle shop 60 years ago and admitted “the first 59 were tough.”
I can’t forget the dozens of other heroic characters who’ve dug their heels into the corner of their community to keep their business — hardware, drugstore, cleaners, whatever — going. No matter what. No matter how many chain restaurants or Wal-Marts popped up around them. After all, they’ve sacrificed their lives, their history, their messy accounting books every day in their pint-sized halls of commerce. And by doing so, I can’t help but wonder if they’ve also made these places as sacred as any church or temple, spaces where faith still struggles beside economic reality. Where dignity isn’t lost on a price tag. Where conversations aren’t reduced to sales strategies.
Call me a hippie or a quack, but I like buying local. In our mad world of Internet shopping and conglomerate addictions, buying local helps me to remember the real people, families and neighbors who still run their small businesses on principle and passion. I guess they keep something alive that the hosts of capitalism can’t kill, no matter how they’ve tried. And they have.
These guys, though, remind us of the stories attached to our purchases, the breathing testimonies that line our pockets, the human tenacity that connects us to each other. They remind us we belong. That our give-and-take culture doesn’t have to be as greedy or as chilly as it seems.
After all, we’ll always need flowers to send.
Jo Kadlecek teaches journalism, feature writing and public relations writing at Gordon College. She lives in Beverly.