Rebel Dummy and By the Tracks

A Rebel Dummy hanging out at the history museum    Business as usual.

This has not always been a herb shop.  It has been many things through the years.  Once in my teen years it was a Marietta taxi headquarters.    One time it was pouring rain and probably before I had my driving license, stepped in to get a taxi home after a movie.  To my surprise my old blind friend Charlie was the radio dispatcher.  Charlie and his sister  lived on Glover Street in our neighborhood.  As a preteen I used to visit them and sat in the kitchen and let Charlie tell me about my daddy and uncles and all the mischief and hell raising them did.  I wish I retained what all the told me.  

From the back porch there was a clothes line going to their outhouse.  The clothes line  served a duel purpose: to hang clothes and for Charlie to hold on to and guide him to the outhouse.