The Vanishing Palaces of Mystery

I grew up in Brookings, South Dakota, a small college town near the borders of both Minnesota & Iowa. While Magic Shops were more plentiful when I grew up in the 60's & '70's, our town wasn't blessed with one. I was forced to dream of these miraculous places while turning the pages of catalogs from Abbott's, Tannen's, Magic Inc., and others scattered across the country. I imagined what the actual magic shops looked like... regal, reverent, and mysterious, with all the wondrous tricks described in the catalogs on glittering display, ready to be demonstrated by the master wizards behind the counter,.. a Palace of Mysteries! I was 9 or 10 when I finally walked through the doors of a real magic shop, and while the experience was somewhat different, it was no less thrilling. It happened on a family trip to Minneapolis, which was a thrill in itself to a young man who's only "big city experience" up to that time had been Sioux Falls, S...