Paper Placards

These antique advertising placards were on display at the old-town, old-time festival we attended today.  By the time our kids were growing up the butcher's shop, shown in the top middle here, had already become Bonar's Market.  
And old Mr. Bonar was the epitome of the kindly shop-keeper.  He treated my girls like they were his own. They will carry fond memories of him forever.
Who could ask for a better epitaph?