Back in the sixties, Back to School meant two shopping trips. One to downtown Atlantic to pick up school supplies and shoes. How exciting to get a new eraser, paste, unused Ticonderoga pencils, notebooks and a big box of Crayolas. A trip to the shoe store would provide new PF Flyer tennies. I just knew I would run faster in those babies!
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| Kilpatrick's, Omaha |
Then there was the big trip to Omaha for clothes. In the early days, we shopped downtown - all dressed up for the big shopping day. I remember the elevator operators in the big department stores. Evidently, the Kilpatrick's downtown was sold to Younkers in the early 1960's. Mom loved to eat at Walgreens. That organization seems to have cut restaurant out of their business model today. The patty melt was her fave. Every time I order one I think of her.
When our children were school age, Back to School was a big deal too. We would go to WalMart armed with our class list. New backpacks, binders, paper, pencils, colored pencils, glue, scissors - you had to get the right stuff. And we provided Kleenex and other classroom supplies. (It's funny but I don't remember how I wiped my nose during my school days. Sleeve?) Our clothes shopping trips were in Des Moines. Jud could have cared less, but Amy was into it. We made a day of it.
Fast forward to today. Our nephew's kids did all of their shopping online. New clothes came in boxes delivered to their front door. They didn't even have to put on their shoes get their new stuff. Just open boxes!
No matter how kids get their school supplies, it's exciting. A new teacher, a whole new year of stuff to learn. Time marches on. Right now the little tykes are already practicing football in the park across the street. Ah, the sounds of fall.
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