A bright future

I ran into Kenny McMillan Saturday afternoon. He and I were best friends in high school and it was really good to see him. Kenny’s family is one of the most prominent in town (the Parkers—Parker Ford and Parker Real Estate, the Williams—Williams Furniture and Clover Hill Dairy and the McMillans—McMillan’s Country Basket Supermarket and McMillan Bros. Funeral Home) and being Kenny’s friend got me my first job as a bagger at Country Basket.

We talked for awhile and he told me that the family had decided to shut the business down in a couple of months because of changes taking place which do not make the future look good. He said that people are really starting to follow the government guidelines for healthy living and are eating foods that you would not even have known existed ten or even five years ago.

I guess I can understand that. It takes a lot of money to carry inventory and now there are expanded items and brands in almost all food categories—low fat, no fat, low sugar, no sugar, low salt, no salt, low carb, no GMO, lactose-free, gluten-free, organic, no wheat, free-range poultry, grass fed beef. Not only does it cost a great deal for the inventory it also is expensive to expand shelf space to hold the new products.

I told Kenny that working at the Country Basket was an important start for me and that I was sorry to hear about the closing especially since Jeannie and I never liked shopping at Mayer’s Market. Kenny stopped me and said that Country Basket isn’t closing; Country Basket is doing very well. The family had decided to close McMillan Bros. Funeral Home because with the government endorsed and mandated life style and dietary changes people are never going to die.

And now

He didn’t get the message and then go to Disney World
He didn’t get the message and then go to work in a soup kitchen
He didn’t get the message and then come to New York for the sights
Or to see the Christmas tree at Rockefeller Center or the city’s bright lights
He heard them calling, Barack and Eric and Jesse and Al
He heard their call and their message
They stirred the pot and set the stage
They stoked the fires and fed the rage
And he heard their message loud and clear
From the mobs in the streets of Brooklyn
What do we want? Dead cops.
When do we want it? Now.
And they stirred the pot and set the stage
They stoked the fires and fed the rage
And he heard the message and now, now is now
And Barack and Eric and Jesse and Al
Are saddened and their hearts and prayers go out
To the families of the murdered police
And how could it happen when all they wanted
Was a simple message of justice and peace
But they stirred the pot and set the stage
They stoked the fires and fed the rage
And now, now is now.