Four Decades of Turning Pages
A Dream on Elm Street
Margaret and Tom Whitfield traded their corporate jobs for a cramped 800-square-foot shop with creaky floors and one wobbly shelf. Armed with savings, stubbornness, and an obsessive love of books, they opened Foxglove Books on a rainy Tuesday in April. Seven customers came that first day. Three of them are still regulars.
The Big Expansion
When the tailor shop next door closed, Margaret saw an opportunity. The expansion doubled our space and gave us room for the reading nook that customers had been begging for — complete with the mismatched armchairs and the resident cat, Hemingway. The children's corner followed a year later, and suddenly Saturday mornings meant story time.
Still Here, Still Reading
Their daughter Sarah now runs the front counter while Margaret curates the fiction wall and Tom handles the rare books cabinet in the back. We've weathered recessions, online retail, and a global pandemic — not because we're stubborn (well, partly), but because this neighborhood keeps showing up. Foxglove isn't ours. It's yours.