Today I was ru i g some erra ds i Ma kato. As I was drivi g alo g Madiso Ave ue I felt a tight ess form i my chest as I drove past Aldi. It’s the same feeli g I get whe I walk i to Kwik Trip to purchase the 18 gallo s of milk we go through weekly at Here We Grow. I ca ’t avoid it, it seems to follow me like the gree eyes o the billboard i Fitzgerald’s “The Great Gatsby”. As I drove past Aldi it took everythi g withi me ot to pull i to the Aldi parki g lot; the parki [...]