To the editors:
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Story One. About a year and a half ago I received delayed notice that my book discussion group had selected a lesser-known novel by Graham Greene, Monsignor Quixote. Time was running short; the group was meeting in a week. Luckily, I thought, I worked in the Loop. I ought to be able to locate the book quickly during lunch hour, or maybe after work. Wrong!
As consolation I read a terrific 1930s era collection of Greene’s short stories I’d nabbed at the library. Even were I unprepared to discuss Quixote, I’d be ready to discuss Greene.
Finally, money spent at independents ultimately boosts the local economy because profits are recycled locally, rather than funneled to Troy, Michigan, London, or New York. Why patronize chains that fail to serve my needs, then extract my money to enrich far-off corporations?
