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‘Tis
the Season
The road bends a little somewhere near Fergus, subtle at first, then
noticeable,
and finally, you realize that you have gotten off the “beaten path”.
Was it a simple wrong turn? Miss a road sign? Damn GPS satellite fall out of
orbit again? Or was it a motorized manifestation of some instinctive desire to
do just that?
For some, this time of the year can prompt a bit
of reflective thinking, not that any kind of thinking is bad, as long
as you don’t have something to
get done. Of course, most seem to be driven by schedules and the lateness of
the hour, so to speak, as the holiday season shifts rather abruptly from the
pleasantly overstuffed feeling of Thanksgiving right into what is now known
as “Black
Friday”.
We can see it here in Fergus, see the increased traffic
flow on the Fergus Freeway, hear the Madison Avenue types sounding
the siren song
of their clients
in the
retail industry, frown along with the economists as they worry whether we
are spending enough. But we see it from a little distance back. We
see it, but
not right up close as those in more mainstream areas might, and that’s
just fine with us. We’re a little isolated, or maybe insulated is a
better word, but not disconnected. Participating feels more like an option
than an
obligation.
It’s a place where a Blackberry seems better
suited to a pie than to the pocket of a suit coat. Where we wonder
what kind of bean
grows in an I-Pod. Where
an Apple, which may or may not be a Macintosh, can become a sauce or a
beverage. Where a download often involves a scoop shovel. Where a Flat
Screen keeps
the bugs out in the summer. Where You Tube might be a method of fixing
a leaky tire.
Maybe we’re behind the times, or maybe they’re
ahead, or maybe nobody’s
keeping score, but it seems about right to us. Like all the rest of our
countrymen we’ll do a little Christmas shopping, somebody will
surely need new boots, or socks, or underwear. The Mrs. might appreciate
something shiny. There must
be one toy somewhere that the grandkids don’t have yet. Still, we’d
hate to think the fate of the National economy turns on a few transactions
over the counter at the Fergus Family Fare Drygoods store. But maybe it
does. Maybe
we are kind of a big deal after all. |