One day last summer when Raymond and I were in Madoc, I spotted something that I must have seen many times during my childhood in the area but that I had totally forgotten about: a store sign imprinted in the sidewalk in front of its entrance, in brass letters. Those things used to be not at all uncommon, but when was the last time you saw one? And aren’t they lovely?
For me the particularly charming thing about them is the faith in the future that they show: a belief that the store whose name they’re advertising will always be there, and always in that location.
Alas, not so much for Riordan’s Drug Store in Madoc, Ont. I think I may have the vaguest of memories of that store, but if it was still extant when my family moved to Queensborough when I was four years old I don’t think it lasted much longer; in my memory, Johnston’s Rexall drugstore across the street was the only game in town, and it still is.
But isn’t it delightful that the Riordan’s Drug Store name lives on in this elegant way?