As a kid I sat in the car with my parents down the street from the IGA and watched it burn. It burned down and was rebuilt twice back then which fueled many a rumor as to the cause and possible motives of the fires.

I remember the day in high school when I heard about the murder of Harold Marley that had happened the night before. He was closing up the store when he found a would-be thief hiding in one of the restrooms. Harold was later found dead at the store. Murder was not something that happened in Sandpoint, then or now, and it created a lot of restless nights around town.

In my twenties, I worked on and off at the IGA while going to college. By that time however, in tribute, the store was renamed Harold’s. Located at the current site of the Panhandle State Bank, Harold’s was a Sandpoint landmark for many years. I still catch myself needing something from the store when I’m downtown and for just the briefest second thinking, “I’ll just run over to Harold’s and grab it.”

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