Dear You, Love Me

Dear you,

For years I was convinced that this hardware store sold housewares and also happened to have a mikveh on premises. In my mind it made sense; this way, when women were out shopping for housewares on the corner of Avenue P and McDonald Avenue, they could also take care of their ritual purification duties at the same time. Convenience. My mom heard me telling someone about this the other day, after a lifetime of loving this fun fact, and she finally and firmly assured me that this mikveh was for the unclean housewares.  I like my story better. The store burned down over a year ago, and they are just cleaning out what is left of the building now. I should have asked the demolition crew if I could keep the sign.

Love,

me