What was the name of that clothing store your mom always took you to?

You HATED to go there! Was it time for school clothes? Was it a time when you wished you could drive yourself? What did she always make you wear and you had no control or say? What store was that? What didn’t you like about it? Was it the smell? The saleslady? The background sounds or noises?

My mother used to take us to “Gately’s—the People’s Store.” It smelled funny and old shoe salesmen who weezed through their nostrils would size our feet with this odd slide-rule shaped like a foot.