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> Walgreens stands at 10320 Main Street in Fairfax
> presently. Harris Teeter didn't last long there
> but it was a very nice two-story grocery that I
> used to like to patronize. That corner location
> has changed hands quite a number of times over the
> decades. In fact, since the early 1980's, the
> corner of Main Street and Old Lee Hwy has been
> truly and thoroughly cleared, revamped, pruned,
> groomed, re-cleared, scraped out, undone, redone,
> re-purposed and redeveloped. Before any of the
> suites against Old Lee Hwy existed on that corner,
> and before the current main building (Walgreens)
> facing Main Street went up, there was a
> Pfaltzgraff Factory Outlet store there. It was
> situated in an old, dank, musty, antiquated
> warehouse style building outfitted with a big huge
> sweeping curved semi-dome poured concrete roof -
> like the roof of an old-school mid-century Safeway
> grocery building. That old Pfaltzgraff building
> had meant something to me and I was sorry to see
> it go.
>
> I moved to Fairfax in 1979 and the old Pfaltzgraff
> building came down not too long thereafter. I'd
> been in that store just a handful of times prior
> to its closing. I recall how forlorn and lonely
> that place felt. And I had wondered how long it
> had been in that state or if it had ever seen
> better, brighter, livelier days. The store seemed
> as if it were staffed with souls who'd long since
> lost all interest and just clearly didn't care.
> There were no customers, and I had felt sad about
> that. The place was drab and lifeless. It was
> eerily silent at midday. You could hear a pin
> drop. The shelves were perpetually only half
> stocked and there were broken and cracked pottery
> items on offer that, well, obviously were never
> going to get sold.
>
> I recall thinking how queer it was that nobody
> ever seemed to be doing any kind of work there. On
> one occasion, I'd entered through the front of the
> store and had wandered all the way to the very
> back upstairs corner where the curved roof/ceiling
> sloped downward to within just a few feet of the
> floor. And then I had made my way all the way back
> out the front doors again without ever having seen
> anyone, all during broad daylight business hours.
> I remember feeling convinced that nobody would
> have noticed or cared if I'd have decided to
> depart with my arms full of un-purchased
> merchandise. The place seemed indeed forsaken. It
> saddened me but didn't surprise me at all when at
> last the doors were shut for good. I'd had the
> sense that there was just nothing left to be
> gained or lost there, whereby closing the place
> down was the only meaningful action left to be
> taken.
>
> And so the old Pfaltzgraff store by and by had
> served its purposes and then had passed into
> history. Quietly and with no farewells or
> liquidation sales events, it just simply,
> unceremoniously ceased its existence. And its
> closing had become, for me, emblematic of an
> older, quieter, simpler Fairfax - a Fairfax that
> was, itself, passing into posterity in deference
> to the not-so-old, and the not-so-quiet, and the
> not-so-simple.
>
> Does anybody else remember any of this?
Yeah we had a discussion about Pfaltzgraff on the Old pictures of fairfax county thread a few months ago.
I still own and use some of the factory seconds airline dishes that they used to sell there.
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