When I was very little, probably about three or four, I have a dim memory of going with my mother to the Haines Food Center which occupied the space to the south of the post office. She did all of her grocery shopping there. The Helmers ran the store. My dim memory is of going there to access the food locker that Mom and Dad rented. Back in those days no one owned a freezer. In order to freeze the meat that you butchered on the farm, you rented a food locker. Marjorie similarly remembers her uncle, Tom, having a food locker at Jackson’s Food Market, where he put the deer that he got every year.