{"id":28790,"date":"2016-08-14T08:47:50","date_gmt":"2016-08-14T12:47:50","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=28790"},"modified":"2016-08-14T08:47:50","modified_gmt":"2016-08-14T12:47:50","slug":"the-dime-store","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/the-dime-store\/","title":{"rendered":"The Dime Store"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Ben Franklins Five and Dime was the only place we had to shop when we were younger. \u00a0 Doors opened to jubilant faces as we imagined all the goodies inside. \u00a0I can still remember the smell of peppermint and caramel from the big plastic jars on the counter and the smell of cheap plastic toys that lined the shelves right at kids eye level.<\/p>\n<p>Poor Mom. \u00a0Worry lined her face as she tried to find something we could afford to have. \u00a0Every month the same choices for five country children. \u00a0Look a lot and buy a little. \u00a0 I loved that store. \u00a0The dinging door, \u00a0the smells the warmth. \u00a0The woman behind the counter who made over our 10 cent purchase like it was going to be the most fun thing any kid ever owned.<\/p>\n<p>We called it the dime store. \u00a0But the memories it gave me are priceless.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Ben Franklins Five and Dime was the only place we had to shop when we were younger. \u00a0 Doors opened to jubilant faces as we imagined all the goodies inside. \u00a0I can still remember the smell of peppermint and caramel from the big plastic jars&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":856,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-28790","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/28790","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/856"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=28790"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/28790\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":28828,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/28790\/revisions\/28828"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=28790"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=28790"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=28790"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}