Mr. Cohen was eighty four.
Mr. Hastings was seventy six.
One owned the department store I worked at when I was sixteen.
And the other took care of the older man, his boss for fifty years.
I couldn’t imagine working at the same place for that long.
Couldn’t imagine working retail in a downtown department store on Main Street Pine Bluff for that long.
Cohen’s w…
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