the one we went to was Ben Franklin five and dime. Bought a lot of plastic army guys there.
“Bought a lot of plastic army guys there.”
A trip to Ben Franklin was such a treat! Sis and I had about a thousand of their plastic horses. If we were careless with them and Dad stepped on one, he’d pretend to shoot it, ‘to put it out of its misery’ and then he’d pocket it, and we’d never see it again. :(
I still miss ‘Snowball.’ Forty years of therapy HAS helped. A little. Maybe. Kinda.
*SMIRK*