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at the 7-11, c. 1977

That brief period in time my parents owned and ran a 7-11. That’s my grandmother in the top photo. I didn't remember that she even went there. On our recent trip to N.J. I drove past the location and it was gone. Not even a building left. How does a 7-11 completely disappear from the face of the earth?


Mom with employees, Elizabeth at the register with Grandma Periale

Elizabeth at the register

Dad at the slicer
 

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