As a kid, I walked barefoot to a little country store as small as a motorhome. There was always Kodachrome and Kodak Gold on the same shelf as rifle and shotgun ammo. The only phone in town was a mahogany crank box on the back wall, connected to an operator in a different county clear across the canyon, an hour drive away. Once a week, the store owner would drive his pickup to the city to get supplies, and drop off any film. The following week, he picked up my slides. Later, at my request, he stocked pre-E6 Agfachrome 50 too, which came with its own mailer, since that required a dedicated process too.