Thanks to Cathee Boswell for the identification. Danise Johnson Watson writes: I grew up right down from Conine’s (on Hwy 84), and can’t tell you how much the memories of that store and the family mean to me! One precious memory was when my daddy would take me down there and sit me up on the old drink case. I’d enjoy my ice cold coke while listening to the men talk! When I was older, I could ride my bike down to pick up whatever my mama needed. In those days Mrs. Ruth granted all the local folks a charge account. Ah, all the goodies I wanted with just a stroke of her pencil! It breaks my heart to see the store as it (barely) stands today. But all I have to do is close my eyes and once again I’m perched on that old drink box, surrounded by people so precious to me!!