When a couple buys a remote Oregon store convinced they know exactly what they are doing, the valley quietly, stubbornly, and hilariously teaches them everything they got wrong.
Running a rural store sounds romantic until the snow arrives in October, the customers don’t, and you are hauling lumber in a Buick because no one told you a truck was non-negotiable. “The Store at the Edge of Highway 395” is a true account of one family’s years inside one of Oregon’s most remote valleys, where a population of nine, a phone booth that served as the only communication link for seventy miles, and a highway with more elk than traffic tested every assumption they brought with them. It is a memoir about rural economics, rural ingenuity, and the surprising richness of a life lived far outside the ordinary.
