An “I Am the Clay” Vignette*
…the righteous are as bold as a lion. Proverbs 28:1 NIV
“Can I try this one in a size 10?”
“Yes, sir—let me get that for you.”
The Thom McAnn Shoes clerk disappeared through the curtain to the stock room to retrieve a pair of black wingtips for my daddy, while we—my daddy, my mother, and I—sat at the back of the store and waited.
It was 1972, the heyday of the Gateway Shopping Center in Decatur, Alabama, just before the shopping mall explosion. Besides the shoe store, there was a Woolworths, complete with a snack counter that served huge banana splits; a Quick Chek grocery store where they let my granny buy cigarettes with food stamps; a Sears and Roebuck, also in its heyday; and a movie theater with two screens. (A few years later, I saw the original Star Wars there 11 times.)
Decatur was a small town back then and people were, for the most part, respectful.
For the most part…