The Fruits of Our Labor
There’s a certain trust to the self-serve vegetable stand, an expectation that a passerby will take a few squash and leave a dollar, maybe even two. It’s one of the few businesses balanced on blind faith, on the belief that people will do the right thing, even when unwatched.
And for most part, it seems, they do.
Except for the woman in the white car.
Michael and I were in Conneaut, Ohio when we saw a stand on the side of the road with a handwritten note. “Would the people stealing please stop especially the lady in the white car,” it said. The word "please" was underlined.
As we drove away, feeling a little suspicious in our own white car, we couldn’t help but wonder: Had the recession eroded trust even here, even over an ear of corn?
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