UNITED MARKET STREET OF AMERICA

Dear United Market Street,
I love you. I would move back from Dumas just to be with you again. There is a hole in my heart where you and your glorious groceries once were. When I walk through your doors I feel like I've come home from a long trip with a hard bed. What do I love about you UMS? I love Sampling Sunday. I love your clean floors and tidy rows. I love your Summer House Iced Tea. I love Ray, the butcher, who finds all of my beef shank and fresh clam requests to be rather amusing. I love when you have a new fruit I have never tasted before. I find it very impressive that you, a grocery store, carry Mulderbosch and more importantly, my other fine friend, Kim Crawford. I would like to praise you United Market Street for hiring such fine employees as Les and Jacob who insistently card me every time I purchase alcohol just to make me feel 20 again. I love to hear the stories from the sackers especially when they are about fast cars and wild nights after a long day of high school. UMS, if you will move to Dumas I will visit you every day. I will spend hours gawking at your wine and cheese selection. UMS, if you move to Dumas, I will seek you out for part time employment. I love you United Market Street.