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The line at the checkout stretched in two directions as people with snow shovels and light bulbs and fireplace grates and vintage movie posters and horseshoe caulk
-- yes, horseshoe caulk -- waited to pay. Chad Schron, 38, came with his 8-year-old son Robert. "We didn't have anything we had to get, but we found things we had to get," he said. As he spoke, Robert clutched an Ohio State desk lamp and two flying monkey toys to his chest. "When I was a kid, my Mom would send me down here with a note to let me buy BBs," Schron recalled. "Lots of kids did that back then. The notes still are in a drawer over there," he said as he pointed past the register to a wall of wooden drawers containing everything from old springs to screws. In the drawer still labeled "BBs" were stacks of crumpled notes dating to the
'50s, from mothers just like Schron's When the final customer had finally left well after closing time with her fuzzy dice and floodlights, Schwind and Steve Shutts tallied the day's receipts. Shutts shook his head at the wild and unexpected ride. He wouldn't say how much the store made that day, but was clearly pleased with the outcome. "Thanks to Jimmy Black," he said. "Thanks to everyone. Thanks to Chagrin Falls. "What a place to live."
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