Mentor text: "It's the Fifties" by Anita Pulier
The Legend of an August Sunday
At about 10 a.m.
I leave the house
and drive to Publix,
the radio playing Ronnie
Milsap singing
"A Legend in My Time."
Inside the store I find the
orange juice on sale,
some grapes, stir-fry veggies,
and the sad news they are out of
my favorite lettuce.
Living in a time of easy
to make food choices, so
necessary this time of year,
I pick up a variety for dinners,
along with my favorite yogurt,
some frozen food items.
The checkout is open,
the cashier in her Publix green smock
waiting just for me to spend
my $90 and be on the way,
packed into three canvas bags.
Pushing my cart out of the store
I wait while a father drops off his
cashier daughter in her Publix green smock,
then call Jim that I am coming home.
Upon arrival, he helps me by
carrying two bags. I carry one.
This is why it's great to be a team.
We can help feed each other.
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