One of my favorite childhood activities was going to work with my Dad on Saturdays. While my primary motivations were finding loose change behind the cash register, sampling all of the candy, and watching USC football on a small black and white TV in the back room, I learned great lessons about life and people.
This past weekend, we put up signs announcing that Springdale Country is closing its doors. Today marks the beginning of a Retirement Sale and the end of a significant part of my life.
I understand the shock and disappointment most will feel when learning the news. My hope is that our loyal customers and friends will celebrate, along with us, the joy of finishing a well-run race. There is always a finish line, and my parents were able to run across together, in good health and good form. Along the way, our store provided us the ability to live, play, and work in HB, enjoy modest camping trips in Volkswagens, educate our family at fine schools (as well as at our registers), and learn and practice the Golden Rule in a family business that cared about the people who passed through our doors. For this, I am grateful.
And for this, I am also sad.