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Back when Sarasota was still a relatively small town, where you knew just about everyone, we always went to the same Standard Oil Station on the corner of Ringling Blvd. and So. Pineapple Ave., owned and operated by Dewey Hathcock and his son, Bill.  Back then you didn't pump your own gas or clean your own windshield.

Mr. Hathcock always came out to the car (I usually had both our children with me) and asked: "How're my Friends today?"  It was one of the things you could always count on.

It's what I always loved about growing up in a small town, and Sarasota used to be a small town.  Continuity!

For many years you could count on the same stores to always be in the same location on Main Street.  More continuity!

The same core people were always in those stores and they always greeted you when you came in 'cause they recognized you.  Continuity!        

I guess it just adds up to a sense of community and belonging.  Life is/was good.