We had endured two or three of the hottest days of the year, literally. Then the cold front moved in. The next morning I stopped at Alco to check out an item they had advertised in their flyer. (Not suitable, as it turns out.) Anyway, as I entered the store, a rather large fellow, fiftyish, wearing a t-shirt and bib overalls walked through the door just ahead of me.
As I exited the building several minutes later I saw the same man opening his truck door. When he spotted me he closed the door and came over to me and said, "Is there a Goodwill store in this town?"
"No," I replied. "But we do have a used merchandise store called "Second Blessing" right down town.
"Do they sell clothing?" he asked. "I need a jacket; I am freezing to death."
"They do, but they don't open until noon."
"Well, I better go back in here then. Thanks." And he walked back toward the store.
It was sunny 60o, 10:40 a.m. I was wearing jeans and a t-shirt.