There he is checking out a bike. Tom sells bikes among a million other things in his store but he's known as "bike boy." I might be the only person that calls him that - I'm not sure.
He not only sells bikes but he fixes them - as is clearly shown in the photo below.
Tons 'o bikes.
This is the sporting goods department.
Now I will take you into an area that few people have entered - the back room. Little children are afraid of this room. Legend has it that a small child wandered into this place several years ago and hasn't been seen since. I might have made that up.
There's a bathroom back there but I'll spare you the picture of it. I had to use it once and have had nightmares ever since.
And Tom knows where everything is - believe me. I've seen it, for real. You ask for something obscure, a look comes into his eyes and off he goes - into this scary place - and returns with the item you requested. It's spooky how he does that.
I've actually climbed this ladder into the loft (can't think of another word to describe this spot) and it's not for the faint of heart.
Does your little red wagon need a tire - or two?
What is that thing, Tom?
How about some shovels?
This is the mountain of empty boxes. Sometime it's more of a hill than a mountain but when I need a box (I came here for my cat's casket when he died) of any size - I stop here first.
Now let's go back into the main part of the store. This is where many repairs take place.
The business center or where Tom listens to NPR and reads my blog. Right, Tom?
If you're looking for that one last Matchbox car to complete your collection - guess where you can find it?
You'd better hurry, tho', doesn't look like there are many left.
Last but not least is the ceiling. Or as Tom refers to it as "the floor on the ceiling." The old metal kind. Not a lot of these left.
Tom (ok, Tomas the Magnificent) is also my go-to guy for "Allegan info." I can't tell you how many times I've been involved in a conversation and been stuck for a fact. Someone with their wits about them always says, "Call, Tom."
And don't ever play opposite him in a game of Trivial Pursuit. It's annoying; he knows a lot stuff.
If you're in the area and have a moment or nine - stop into Hunter's. It's a magical, mystical world in there.