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I believe that the following article, which I have a copy of and have re-typed here, was published in a local community newspaper, but I have not been able to identify the paper. Nevertheless I find it interesting.
By Terry Burt
Everybody knows Keith. You can often find him between the canned beans and the household cleansers dusting the macaroni at the Roostertail, Shorewood’s family groceria.
Keith is the manager. He is also the buyer, the grocery checker, the box boy and occasional nose wiper for his littler customers. He has a special fondness for the young ones who can usually be found there immediately after school seriously pondering the merits of licorice sticks compared to Hershey bars, unless somehow 7 cents could get both. They also find it important to check on the possible appearance of 1941 dimes or Indian head nickels which Keith may have acquired since yesterday.
Keith comes here with impressive experience. He’s been in the grocery business for 18 years. Before coming to the Roostertail, he was manager of a large Foodland supermarket in Seattle for 4 years. The Roostertail opened with Keith in charge in December 1963, and has been closed only once briefly following the February 1, 1965 fire. It is owned by Bill Muncey, better known for his hydroplane racing.
In the beginning, the store was associated with the Thriftway market at the south end of Mercer Island, but it has been independent since June of last year.
While it is a small store, customers can order any item not normally stocked and Keith will see that the get it. Film can also be left there for developing.
If you drop in sometime when Keith is not there, you will be waited on by either Rosanne Cohn or Betty Renwick who take care of things during his lunch hour or his day off.
So….if you are making oatmeal cookies and you discover you are out of oatmeal, proceed directly to the Roostertail and have a cup of coffee on the house while you pick out the oatmeal and also pick up a tube of toothpaste and some olives while you’re at it.