I loved shopping or when I didn't have money, window shopping. Now that we were living in Millington I could take a bus into Memphis. In those days going downtown meant dressing up. No one went downtown without wearing their best clothing. So I would dress up in a dress, (never pants, too tacky!) heels and sometimes a hat and gloves. I loved dressing "to the nines", so I didn't mind the "dress up" routine.
Once in Memphis, I would shop or window shop. I had several small stores that I loved to visit. There was a shoe store that would always have really nice shoes on sale. The first pair of shoes I bought from the store turned out to be one of my favorite pairs of shoes. They were blue suede high heels, with pointed toes and about a three inch heel. I had paid only two dollars for the pair, and even in those days that was a great deal.
Most of the buildings in Memphis were made of brick, and were only four or five stories high. There were a few large department stores, and many small mom and pop stores. I loved going in all of them.
I knew about Beale Street and was anxious to see it. I was a seventeen year old girl, and Beale Street at that time was where all of the black musicians had gigs. One day I got brave enough to wander about a half block down Beale Street. I was out of place with all black men on the street. It was broad daylight so there was no music coming from the clubs along the street. The musicians were what I really wanted to see, anyway. I didn't walk far and then turned around and went back to the main street. I was proud of myself for exposing myself to Beale Street, but I was too afraid to do much exploring.