I remember when I was a kid I would sometimes get to go there with my Dad back when we lived in Kensington. I really liked being there because it was right next to the train tracks, nearly directly across from the Kensington station. Anytime I got near train tracks I would daydream about jumping on the train and going off by myself to who knows where. I don't know why, but this was a recurring fantasy during my childhood. I loved hearing the sound of the train at night. There used to be a wooden bridge that went over the tracks off of Howard Avenue. It was rickety and felt dangerous but I just loved the feeling of going over that bridge.
So as a grownup going back to Mizell, I enjoyed remembering my little childhood fantasies (which I sometimes still have) but it was also a good experience for a grown up (I think!?) consumer. The salespeople there are knowledgeable and very helpful. They aren't snotty and rude and/or dumb the way they are at some hardware stores. I got some very useful information about thresholds there.
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I love hardware stores like that. They inspire me to build or fix or change something, even though I'm not the slightest bit handy.
When I lived closer in I could hear the trains in the night if I was awake. The tracks were far enough away that if I were asleep the train didn't wake me, but if I was awake I could just hear the clacking. It was one of my favorite things about living in that house and one of the things I miss most about it.
Kristin - I'm much more into hardware stores now than I ever used to be. Especially the ones that have wooden floors.
Tom - Yeah, there's just something magical about the sound of a train in the night. For me the train represented an opportunity to escape to a different place and time and that seemed like a path to independence.
There's nothing better than an old-fashioned hardware store where people know what they are selling and what to do with it.
I always wondered what it would feel like to be a hobo and ride the rails. Steve Goodman's City of New Orleans perpetuated my fantasy.
I liked that song too. It made me want to go somewhere, anywhere, as soon as possible.
I'm catching up! Mizell's brought back memories for me, too -- my mom used to play bridge with Mrs. Mizell!
Mrs. Mizell! That's pretty cool!
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