During the 1970s recession, my dad, a salesman by nature, worked at several jobs, one of which was a car salesman at Johnson Ford in Kingston, New York. I recall that he loved the job and the daily exposure to the incomparable “new car smell.” Eventually, however, as the economy improved, he returned to his true calling as a haberdasher, selling suits at a local menswear store, Rafalowsky’s. Rafalowsky’s was owned and operated by the Rafalowsky family, and later, when they retired, my dad purchased the store. I grew up around Rafalowsky’s, and one thing I distinctly remember is the connection my father had with his customers and his community.