The Oregon guy has done it again, this time reminiscing about old screen doors. Who would have thought somebody mentioning screen doors would bring huge portions of my childhood so vividly to mind? Those doors slammed, as Guy pointed out, with a noise unlike anything you'll hear today, a satisfying "thunk".
Thinking about screen doors brought back other visions of rooms from my childhood, like the bucket of water in the kitchen with an enamel or tin dipper down in it, the same dipper from which everybody drank... family, friends, visiting strangers; all sharing germs and saliva, and nobody giving it a second thought.
Then I recalled the wooden screen doors on small-town stores of my childhood, and how they had "Colonial Bread is Good Bread" metal signs on them. In a fit of Googling, I found an article describing country stores as I remember them. Further searching led to the best find of all...
Can you believe it? It's on Ebay with a buy-it-now price of $800.00. Oh, the dipper pictured above is also on Ebay.
Thanks for the memories, Guy.