Be honest. How many times in the last three or four days have you uttered the phrase "the blizzard of 1967?"
I guess that is the yardstick by which most baby boomers measure every storm. I didn't realize that until Christmas day, when it started to snow and blow and I said something about "this is almost like. . ." and my oldest daughter, Jonna, finished my sentence with "the blizzard of 1967."
That made me think that maybe I've been repeating that phrase to her for the last 30-some odd years. But it's true. For me, that was the big one.
Somehow, in 1967, it had a whole different appeal. I went out and made a snowman, I enjoyed shoveling out out the gigantic snowy lump that was my uncle's Volkswagen, and I liked going to Whiting Park. Of course, in 1967 I was just 17.
When the snow started falling Saturday, I did go to the grocery store. It was very crowded and as I passed shoppers with cartloads of vegetables, meat, and bread, I thought how everybody had the same idea.
I immediately went to the back of the store, grabbed two boxes of Entenmanns' treats and was on my way to the checkout counter. I didn't have a cart. You don't need a cart to carry two boxes of doughnuts.
Now I was set for the coming storm. A friend with a cartload of groceries passed me and said, "I see you're stocking up for the blizzard," then laughed and laughed and went merrily on her way. She got a good laugh and I got the only two things I came in for.
Right before blizzard shopping, though, I stopped at a new store in Whiting. Actually the store is under new ownership.
For 34 years it had been Hazel's. Anyone interested in finding the unique and unusual, and often the vintage, knows Hazel's, at 1343 - 119th St, downtown Whiting.
Hazel has retired, but lucky for us shoppers, Larry Doss and his wife, Milena, have rechristened the business Nifty Thrifty and will carry on with an interesting inventory. I made my way up and down the aisles looking at the classic dinnerware, Depression glass, paintings, vintage jewelry, furniture, home décor and some gorgeous display cabinets at very reasonable prices.
The whole time Larry and I chatted, I couldn't help but gaze at a very cool old floor lamp with a wonderful fringed shade that looks like something from my grandmother's house. I just have to find a spot for it.
Larry is so enthusiastic and is a true lover of old things. He even plans to someday hold informal classes on how to spot a reproduction and the history of antique and vintage items.
He's open every day except Mondays from noon until 7 p.m. Larry also buys from customers as well.
I love resale stores because you never know what you'll find. So if you're in it for the adventure, when it all melts, come out and visit Nifty Thrifty.