But whoso hath this world's good, and seeth his brother have need, and shutteth up his bowels of compassion from him, how dwelleth the love of God in him?
1 John 3:17
There is this little grocery store on Molalla Avenue in Oregon City called the W-B Food Mart. It is (or was – I’ve heard that it is now owned by worldly people – not sure if that’s true) owned by the White family (descendants of Walter White) and the Baker family. There was a small apartment that was rented out cheap to down-on-their-luck Followers above the store. A one-bedroom unit that was often occupied by some aging bachelor. The parking lot of the W-B was a source of church gossip.
We were expected to buy our groceries from the W-B because it was owned by Followers and only employed Followers. The prices and selection were not great and it was not always fun to have some guy from church commenting on what you were purchasing as he rang you up. But the store extended credit to all Follower families, so if we didn’t have enough money to buy groceries, we could put it on our tab.
There were several other big grocery stores in town, but it was shameful to be seen going into one of those stores. Dad finally told Mom she didn’t have to shop there any more after one too many disparaging remarks made by a W-B employee. We started driving up to Clackamas to buy our groceries at WinCo every other week and the food was so much cheaper, the store larger, the shopping anonymous.