October 10 — Harris’ Farmers’ Almanac

While in line at Winco, I saw a woman in front of me pick up the Harris’ Farmers’ Almanac and thumb through it for a few seconds before returning it to its place and buying her groceries. She had a young boy with her — her son, I assumed.

I smiled a bit. Of all the things on the rack, the gossip rags and health and wellness weeklies and gum and candy bars, she went for the farmers’ alamanc. Good for her. Perhaps the lower-middle class American mother has yet to descend entirely to the cheap stucco of smartphones and tabloids that fill the sub-60-second gaps in life created by grocery store lines. There are still sparks of the everyman reading culture that once marked American life.

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