Eddie's Market

There is a little shop near Grant Park, the park just across the street from where we live, and it is called Eddie's Market. It's been there for a long time, I know certainly since before I came to Tech, and I'd expect for quite a while before that as well. The shop had sandwiches, and chips and ice cream and sweets, all the things you'd expect to sell to the parents and kids who frequent Grant Park in the afternoons and on the weekends. I'll always remember the three people who worked there, though to my shame, I don't think I ever asked their names even though they felt as familiar as old friends. There was the man, tall and with a kind face and who I always felt was interested in whatever I had to say when we'd make small talk while he was making sandwiches. There were the two woman, one of whom I always thought was the man's wife and was quiet but clearly in charge, and the other, who seemed older, and who loved to talk about the area, the people she'd met and in general just liked conversation.

A while ago, maybe several years, I learned that they were going to close down the shop. It had been theirs so long and they'd gotten tired and wanted to move on. I couldn't blame them, but I also found it hard to even say anything to them about it. I wish I'd said something, maybe another thank you for making my sandwiches for so many years, or just good luck for their future plans.

I started writing this with the intention of reviewing the new Eddie's Market, as it re-opened after a while with a new set of people running it. They apparently wanted to change the name, but the person who owned the property said they shouldn't. I think, however, I'm just going to leave what I've written as it is and leave the review for another time.

To those that ran Eddie's Market for so many years, should you ever read this: Thank you.