The Pine City Scrapbooking Co.
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A Scrapbooking Store and a Whole Lot More.
Marni and Ron Steltz
A Unique Scrapbooking Store
The Pine City Scrapbooking Co. is a unique shopping experience. We fill the store with samples and inspiration. Our friendly staff is always available to answer any of your questions or help you find just the right touch to finish the project you are working on.
Home to the Best Scrapbooking Supplies
How We Were Founded
I remember telling my father, who was also an entrepreneur, that I wanted to open a store in Pine City selling scrapbook supplies. He flat out told me that I had lost my mind! How could I ever make it work selling sheets of paper for $0.69? I assured him that if we built it, people would come. I have been so lucky that people did come; from far and wide, they have come to support our dream. Thankfully, customers have been coming to the small town of a population of 3,200+ people for the last 15 years. The town of Pine City has been lucky that, while our customers come into town, they shop and eat throughout the town, showing such awesome support for our community.
We began our endeavor with Divine Memories. Our dream took a turn 3 years in, and we were lucky enough to be able to purchase a building that I had secretly dreamt of owning to begin a new dream. Our "new" building, now 110+ years-old, would be large enough to have a store in the front half with a retreat in the back. I had actually gone into the old Stahlke's to rent a tuxedo for my oldest daughter's boyfriend years before. While I was looking around, I thought about what a wonderful building it would be to house my next endeavor. I quickly put the dream into my back pocket and moved on with my life. About 4 months later, the building that had only changed hands 5 times in its history came up for sale. Ron and I closed our eyes and jumped in with both feet. We still question our sanity to this day, and what a whirlwind it has been.
There was much remodeling to be done, and, during the process, we found out that my dad actually spent a lot of time in the building. My dad was a printer by trade, and for many years he worked right next door at the Pine City Pioneer, or the Poker as he always called it. His friend, "The Old Guy", worked in the back of the store running the grocery part of the Pine City Mercantile. He would hang out, BS, and probably smoke Camel cigarettes on his breaks. I learned about this story from my mother who worked in this very same building when she was 16 and dating my father. Ron was so surprised one day when he found my dad's name and phone number on one of the old fixtures that was used in the old mercantile. You see, my dad passed away suddenly only 8 months after we opened Divine Memories, our first store. He never got to see the success that we would become. I never got to learn any of the old stories about the old Pine City Mercantile. There is a lot of love surrounding us in this old building. I truly feel like I've had divine intervention to have withstood so much in the last 15 years owning and operating a non-essential business.
Unfortunately, shortly after we opened, the recession hit. Somehow, we weathered that storm. Two years of negative numbers led us to the third year with of a glimmer of a positive number. I knew that with a lot of hard work, I could turn the store around. Because of that hard work, the numbers have been slowly climbing . . . until COVID-19 hit. Now we have a new hurdle to overcome with sales cut in half, property tax almost doubled, and more maintenance to our beloved 110+ year-old building. We will adapt and change and do what it takes to make it work; I refuse to give up!
Thank you to all of our wonderful customers who have stuck by us all these years. Welcome to our new customers that have joined us in our journey. If you love us, please consider giving us a review on Facebook, Google, Yelp and/or Trip Advisor. Share our Facebook posts and emails with others--word of mouth is the best advertising, and we truly appreciate it.
~Marni and Ron Steltz