Some places – and people – seem to make a difference in our lives. Martha Meredith and her store, J.J. Jackson’s in Nevada City, is one of those people/places that are just special.
Martha herself is unique in so many ways it would be hard to list them all. She is open, friendly, cares about people, tries to help indigenous women artists, has a sense of humor and loves this community. There is just a way about Martha that is special, and if you know her, you know what I mean. Is it her smile on a stick? It’s so much more than that.
Today is her last day at J.J. Jackson’s if you want to stop in and wish her well. She will still help the new owners and the store isn’t expected to change much. A reader, Susan Cook Norrell, sent the following poem to me, and I want to share it with you.
A nickname for a good friend, who invites me in with a welcoming open door Your warm, wonderful smells entice me to explore with uninhibited senses.
The ever-moving feast of color and melody embraces and comforts me.
Like a puppy … I feel the need to sniff in all the corners, even though I’ve never lived there, just to see what may have changed since I visited last.
Did the comfortable chair get moved? What’s under the table?
Are my favorite dishtowels on the shelf? I remember where they used to be, even if I have my own set at home.
The table is set for me. I want to drink from that glass or put Gram’s pitcher on that place mat.
I love the perfect color contrast of that book in that bowl.
Why? How are they related? Is it a good book?
I love that it wasn’t a random or careless act that inspired my questions.
You shared that intimacy so I could find out the secrets for myself.
If I take time to look … we share so many tastes or you whet an appetite I didn’t know I had, yet.
I can make new choices I didn’t know I could.
You remind me of places I’ve been or want to go.
You remind me of family or friends I want to honor, or the card I want to send to remind them of me.
You are part of my circle.
I touch the familiar woven warp and weft of the throw like the one that wraps and warms me at home.
My kids and I share your trinkets that make me smile and sometimes laugh out loud.
You are part of my everyday, my holidays, my family, my friends, my community and my world.
Thank you for the smile, the invitation and the memories.
Dixie Redfearn can be reached at 477-4238 or by e-mail at firstname.lastname@example.org, or by fax at 477-4292.
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