by Peter Loewer Last week, the biggest rain ever fell on the General Store. The wind whipped around the corners of every home, cottage, or business, yet nothing quite measured up to the entry of Curmudgeon on this beautiful fall day when the leaves were turning (not to the perfectionContinue Reading
by Peter Loewer There was a morning fog almost every day last week and the outside air seemed to be cloying with dampness, a situation confounded by the sudden breakdown of the air conditioner in the General Store. Cityfella walked in on a damp Friday waving a letter he hadContinue Reading
by Peter Loewer Last week in the midst of one of the season’s worst downpours, the Curmudgeon opened the door of the General Store. Holding his 20-year-old outdoorsman’s canvas hat, originally purchased from Eddie Bauer, rolled up and wet in his left hand, a paper drink container labeled “Exotic Coffee”Continue Reading
Curmudgeon walked into the General Store and said to nobody in particular, “It’s started again.” by Peter Loewer “What?” asked Storekeep, Mrs. Storekeep, and brother of Cityfella. “That ubiquitous fog, you know the all-consuming early-morning mist that ruins golf shots and shopping, especially up here on our mountain top.” TheContinue Reading
by Peter Loewer It took forever for spring to arrive in Western North Carolina. Day after day all the cars in the area—not to mention the trucks—had ice-covered windshields every morning; it wasn’t until 10:30 or even 11:00 before the ice began to melt, and the sun warmed the car’sContinue Reading
by Peter Loewer “Well,” shouted the Curmudgeon as he strutted like a peacock through the open door of the General Store… (Mrs. Storekeep believed that every day a bit of new air should replace that air that might have been used up by the shoppers of the day before), “didContinue Reading
While we live, let us live by Peter Loewer Hopefully, some of our readers will recall Curmudgeon’s statement at the end of last month’s report… …to wit: “I want you to help me build a great balloon and we will fly to Raleigh and straighten out the future of NorthContinue Reading
by Peter Loewer Some readers will recall the end of last month’s column. In brief: Curmudgeon suggested that the various members of the General Store Membership List might be persuaded to join him for a jaunt around the area, using his Chevy truck for the mode of transportation, promising anContinue Reading
by Peter Loewer Note: It should be remembered by those who have been following the exploits of The Curmudgeon, that before the transformation into his present character — and after a two-year sojourn in the US Army — he completed a degree in liberal arts. Then he worked around AshevilleContinue Reading
