When I was a brash little kid who thought he somehow ruled the universe, my Grandma Wilkinson could put me in my place with one dirty look and a stern warning:
You’re getting too big for your britches, boy. Stop it now.
I’m wondering what Grandma would have made of Buc-ee’s, the largest and most successful highway convenience store in the country, using its clout to bully a tiny store in Beavercreek, Ohio, out of existence because they have the audacity to call themselves “Beaver’s Mini-Mart,” accompanied by a cute little beaver image…