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Years ago I placed drywalling on the back
burner only doing it on a part-time basis.  I
decided to buy a little grocery store in the
town of Bailey and see how things shook out.

The Bailey Country Store was a lot of fun and
work, but well worth the twenty years I spent
there.  It was the one place on main street
where everyone gathered to chat, flirt, this
is how I met my wife,
and once in a while get
free snacks.

I learned quickly that if I wanted to sell things,
I had to have product to sell.   It was very
important for me to ask the local customers
what they wanted.  Before long I carried a little
bit of everything, from a great selection of food
and household items, to electronics, hardware,
makeup and pantyhose, vitamins and over the
counter medicinal items, kitchen utensils, rolled
up feather beds, towels, Kamasutra oils, movies,
and gift items.  You name it, I would carry it
right down to the old building’s ghosts.

I love to cook and cooking requires a full array
of spices.  Not everyone likes the spices I do, so
as they neared their expiration date I would pull
them and replace them with new ones.  I soon
had a vast collection of unsaleable spices.  This
required fast thinking to keep from losing money
on them.  I came up with my own version of the
Santa Maria seasoning for beef, and a kick butt
hot Cajun seasoning blend for chicken.

I utilized my butcher shop and pre-seasoned tri-
tip roasts, wrapped them snugly at put them in
the case.  I did the same with my Cajun recipe on
wings.  The food was selling so fast I could hardly
keep up, and it was not just the meat.  People had
to buy everything they needed for the full meal.
Before I knew what hit me, I was up to my blood
shot eyeballs in alligators. 

People started coming from all over to buy meat
from my butcher shop.  Whenever someone 
asked how to cook the roasts my line was, “Just
roll it around on the grill for six to eight beers,
about forty-five minutes.  A few less beers if you
like beef really rare,” 

I hung in there for a few (twenty) years of twenty
four, seven work.  I was very proud of that place
and, as you can imagine, my recipes.  People
came and went, nothing took place in
Park County without word of it arriving
at the good old BCS first.  Life was a constant
gathering of dear friends.

I do miss the Bailey Country Store and all of the
people who stopped in.  There is a huge lonely
spot in this old drywaller’s heart.  Yet, I still run
across customers from back then and we’ll shoot
the breeze just like old times.  They always scold
me for having sold the business, because good
meat and customer care are so hard to come by
these days.  It was an honor for me to serve Park
County, and residents of Bailey, Colorado and all
those who traveled from everywhere to buy my
Santa Maria tri-tips and Cajun style wings.

By the way, this really does make my wife “The
Butcher’s Wife.”
  That is what she gets for
watching that movie so many times.  Just
don’t tell her I said it’s fine to call her that,
and you can.

Copyright 2011, by Glenn Raymond.

The numbers are in and I am excited to say I
have had over 1000 reads on my hub articles.
The topics are covering a broad spectrum
because although I am a Master Drywaller, life
has so much to offer and I do not ever want to
leave anything out.  I certainly don’t want to
miss out on anything either.  Life is filled with
too many mysteries and opportunities for inner
growth and learning, I would be insane to stick
to one topic only. 

My time for blogging is limited, because I am
a working man after all.  I do not get the time to
blog here as often as I would like.  So I will make
my sincerest apologies to you for that.  I also
promise to blog something here every chance I
get, and read as many of your blogs as I can.

If life could grant me 5 wishes they would be as
follows:  pet wolves in my yard, a shiny new
motorcycle for every finger and toe, all the 
equipment I need for hunting ghosts,  time for
all my hobbies including ham radio, fishing,
making pottery, woodworking and star-gazing,
and last, but not least $4,000,000.00 (1.5 for 
me, 2 for Uncle Sam, and .5 for my wife to have
fun with) simply because I love her.

Unfortunately I am probably the worlds biggest
dreamer, as you can tell.  So I will have to leave
my fortune up to the stars and hope I do not get
smashed by an asteroid.  Meanwhile, I leave you
all with this wish: that you truly find many
blessings coming your way, and may the cosmos
carry love to you for lighting the trail ahead.

Copyright 2010, by Glenn Raymond.

I think not only houses, buildings or locations
can be haunted, but individual people as well.
Certainly, a ghost can be attached to a person
just as surely as they can stay in a place. 

Science has provided enough evidence of ghost
activity for me to believe.  I am just curious. 
What do you think?