I was about five years old that I remember my first window shopping trip. We lived in the community of High Shoals, NC. The closest town was Lincolnton. I remember it because it was such an oddity, it was Sunday afternoon. Usually Dad was around the parsonage and church, we had church on Sunday night.
After eating Sunday ‘dinner’ (lunch), Dad drove to Lincolnton and parked on the street in town and we went about looking in store windows. Of course Shirl and I ran ahead. I do not remember much except the Jewelry stores.
I know there were at least two maybe three. I remember because each one had action in the window. One was a jewelry box with a dancing couple on top and music. How fascinating to a boy.
Another had a very small electric train going around the window with the coal car and a open box car loaded with diamonds (OK they were probably glass), but it was impressive. A train delivering diamonds or operating off diamonds.
I was fascinated by the mannequins, how the arms and heads could be turned for affect. The children’s mannequins were like big dolls.
In our travels Sherry and I have been known to window shop in small towns. Window shopping is getting harder and harder to do. Folks do not have time and most stores do not display interesting stuff in the windows.
The saddest thing about that particular past time, is the closed, boarded-up, papered-over windows. Gone out of business, etc. That is progress of course. Now the big box stores have made window shopping outmoded, now we shop INSIDE were the manager wants you to touch, feel and plan (maybe dream) and charge the merchandise while the mood is there.
Did you ever window shop on the streets? Or are you too young? Me thinks folk still window shop, but in malls.
Window shopping is another way of day dreaming.
This one has me puzzled, maybe a 1954 Merc?