i had heard rave reviews about an area supermarket.  with an hour to spare, in between point a and point b.... i stopped in, to check things out.

it was late saturday afternoon.. around 4 pm.  i made a quick observation, how weird it was, that contractors in michigan would be working so late--especially on the weekend.  more unusual in that, very little funds are being spent on facades and other building projects... at least, in this neck of the woods.

in fact, i do double-takes when i see trusses on the ground or when i see a barn or house being erected.

really?  someone in michigan, actually has money to spend on building?  my heart always feels good, because i know someone out there, is stimulating the economy!

it's just not common around here, anymore.

and then, i spotted this sign. 

and i smiled.  i smiled big.... all by myself.

 

and i knew i had to plow into the owner's office and commend him.

shake this man's hand, if you will.

and, that's exactly what i did.

this owner "get's the big picture."

i knew i was around a successful businessman.

if i wasn't currently employed... i would apply or volunteer to work for this man.  i'd push the broom through the aisles.  and i'd take notes on what he said.  it's true.

in spite of some pretty dirty union bullying, which he shared with me....

 he held onto his integrity. 

one hand washes the other, if you will.

the way it was and the way it should be.

 integrity.  not such a lost art, in small town america.

smile, wink, nod