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June 12, 2007
This is a daffy thing to mention, but on the Massachusetts Turnpike recently I spotted this truck and the simple message across the back caught my attention.
Butter Eggs Cheese
It reminded me that while we think we live in a whizz-bang age, the delivery of such simple staffs of life go on as they have for centuries. One could almost imagine a cart with exactly the same message plodding along one of the country lanes of Thomas Hardy's beloved Dorset in southern England over 100 years ago - or another cart and another horse plodding along a lane somewhere in Rhode Island or Massachusetts or France or wherever 200, 300 years ago.
The daily round does not change and I remember a similar feeling when I used to commute from Jamestown to Boston in the early morning hours (I had to report to work at 3:30 a.m.) and the roads being empty save for the food trucks - bread and groceries - which were making their daily deliveries.
So, here's to you Mr N. Winer & Son Inc. for reminding me that the pace of modern life is often only in our heads. Hardy, after all, had his own madding crowd.
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