They no longer give S&H. Green Stamps here. (They don’t give them anywhere, for that matter. They expired with the turn of this century, becoming on-line “S&H Greenpoints.” There apparently is also a thriving market in their old catalogs. See http://www.auctionbytes.com/cab/abu/y202/m01/abu0061/s06 )

The irony of the expired premiums notwithstanding, this building clings to its tenuous hold on a corner lot in Paris, Idaho. Each day brings it closer to its end. We can read some of its history in the details – the sign is the most prominent. Yet other significant details emerge as well. Traces of the different colors that have once graced its front door can still made out on its ruined wood. The bricks that flank the door are painted white, letting all know where the entrance once was. The ornamental molding over the door that formerly welcomed visitors has all but vanished. The bricks are gradually giving way from the bottom, up. The weeds have reached the door-step, and the shadow of the big tree at left is just about to envelope the whole left wall. Yet a tiny padlock still keeps visitors at bay – protecting whatever of value may be left inside. We wonder what was sold here, who worked here, and where are they now. An image that asks questions and demands answers of its viewers is an expressive one.