Looking out my Backdoor: An interactive shopping spree


Last updated 11/11/2021 at 10:29am

Growing up in tiny Harlem, Montana, local shopping — and there was no other kind — consisted of small individual stores for every need. A monthly trip to town and women could stock up on groceries and perhaps check out what’s new at the clothing store.

For breakdowns and tractor parts, back in the day, we had a plumber, an electrician, a couple hardware-variety stores, three farm equipment places, two car dealers and an insurance agent. For all things cowboy, we had a saddle shop. Hey, what more does one need?

Let me not forget catalogs. Do you remember catalogs? Such excitement a...

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