"Sweetie," "darlin'," "sugar," and "dear" are all names you should expect to be called upon entering the time warp that is St. Vincent de Paul's Thrift Store. "We pray, we party, and we cry together," says manager Paul (no relation to St. Vincent) of his staff of 63. Since 50 of these staff members are church volunteers and Ladies of Charity, they've got endearments aplenty to lavish on the clientele. People come in daily "just to visit," and you can even get hot sausage on a stick here on First Thursdays.
