Jottings: Slice of life - 1
Jottings: Slice of life Each month, a nearby senior housing facility brings all its inhabitants ( or those that are interested) to a Goodwill store close to my home. The Saturday they arrive is usually a bustling day at the store. There are on an Average about 25 of them, dressed casually in Pants and light tops, wrinkled skins of different ethnicities ,covered with white or grayish hair tucked with no specific care, leaning on Walkers or walking sticks, walking through all aisles with the intensity and joy of a five year old, calling aloud to their friends when they spot something interesting or identify an item they have specifically been looking for. All around, there is tremendous enthusiasm when they are there. On the day they visit, Goodwill takes on a facade of high class store with all eager elderly shoppers romping around with eyes wide open and chattering incessantly, when on other days, the same store wears a subdued look of a charity house where people mostly with long