If you are a regular reader of this blog, you now know quite a bit about Lisbon Falls, Maine and Moxie soda. It’s Monday and I’m not sure I’ve still got Moxie; I’m tired on every level. I talked to a lot of people from home and every once in a while, I managed to sneak in a question about why they still lived in Lisbon Falls or thereabouts. A few tears snuck out when I told Faye how hard it is to drive back to The Coop after three days in a place where everyone knows my name.
I’ve been thinking about this picture.
Small towns usually have a Main Street. In Brunswick, Maine, they spell it “Maine Street.” It might also be called some other term, like “Market Street” signifying it as a place where folks gather to “market” or participate in local commerce. Before cars, strip malls, and suburbs, Main Street was a place to which a person might walk and do some business.
When I was growing up, our Main Street was somewhat vibrant, although the exodus out of the downtown area had begun with the building of the Mid-Town Shopping Center. It was a “strip mall.” There are good sidewalks in Lisbon Falls, though. A person who likes to walk could easily walk from Main Street to the Mid-Town Shopping Center.
Thousands of people have written about the death of small towns, the death of community, and community building. I don’t have any new ideas about community building. I’d like to see my own little Main Street bustle more than once a year. Maybe people don’t care about Main Street; before I get too busy creating schemes and plans for mine, I’m curious about other Main Streets.
Is there a Main Street or its equivalent where you live? Do you go there? What do you do and see on your own little Main Street? Is there a Main Street you have visited in the past that you particularly enjoyed? What did you like about it?
Just curious…get back to me, ok? And…thanks for caring about Main Street.