Some of the best things we carry were given to us before we knew we were receiving them. This month, a story about my brother Jesse, an old truck, and the love of a good car.

There are months that keep you honest, and February in Kansas is chief among them. This one did — in ways I didn't expect, and in ways I wouldn't trade.

January came in cold and stayed that way, but we kept our doors open and the coffee hot. Our first full month as owners brought new products, rearranged shelves, freshly cleaned century-old floors, and the steady warmth of a community that feels more like home with each passing day.