Marc's memories

All I remember of Jack is a certain stoic and sometimes gruff exterior, but he was usually patient and slow to anger. When I worked in his store I remember being thrilled by the huge walk-in freezer--which also served as the family's refrigerator, Mom says, since there was no normal fridge--none needed--in the kitchen. I was also fascinated by the huge red Coke icebox which held delights like frigid, bottled chocolate YooHoo, and the deli counter's bounty of exotic meats like spiced beef, tongue and other goodies which I loved to put in fresh Kaiser rolls.
I also remember how the basement with its coal chute and coal piles (I think I recall them?) was a scary kind of wasteland, and scary too for a time was the very hyper, pent-up watchdog of sorts our grandparents only briefly abided in the tiny yard out back. It frightened every passer-by and deliveryman, too!