Here's how it usually happens: My husband, in uniform, walks in their quaint shops. He stops at the door, removes his beret, scans the areas, walks with a purpose to what he spied. The little old ladies are usually speechless at first. Then curiosity gets the better of them. After recovering from her shock, she says, "May I help you?" When he says, "I'm looking for antique quilts for my wife", their whole demeanor changes. Now this intimidating soldier has become the most wonderful, big ol' teddy bear of a man! With a beaming smile on her face, she helps him scour the booths until he finds the perfect one!
Take a look at what he has bought for me on his last two trips: