a conversation between hannah and i today sparked thoughts of simplicity, the way the world was when i was younger and memories of home:
they're ruining our view
taking up space, making noise all day
digging up dirt for another structure
not worth living in
construction is destruction
rich folks want the view of the bay
and the sunset all for themselves
what about the little guys
we live in a building that's over 100 years
with four stories, our view is stunted here
but we make do with what already exists
rather than spend millions
for condos that will be lonely
what happened to a nail and hammer?
where did the kerosene heaters go?
wood burning stoves and fireplaces that really burn WOOD?
where are all the typewriters and gas stoves?
who stole all the turntables?
what is that robot hand of a robot god doing
tearing up the parking lot
across from me on market street?
what's an mp3?
do humans even still bleed?
all these buttons on an unrecognizable tv
what happened to old tractor tire swings?
horses and buggies in the streets?
who looks forward to the county fair?
do you eat breakfast with your mayor?
basketball in winter, football in fall
i miss the slow pace of a small town where everyone knows who you are and you've got someone to call on for every task. where men, hammers, screw guns and saws come together and build a barn or house within days while the women keep food and coffee fresh. where friends stop by just cause they were going for a drive and saw you sitting on the front porch swing.
you go out for dinner and always see familiar faces. where folks wave when they ride their bike, or drive their buggy/tractor by your house, even if you don't know who they are.
auctions and benefit bake sales are a social gathering. you go christmas caroling every winter at the nursing home because it's just what you do. your family goes hunting for food and sport, but mostly for food. animals are raised for food and loved dearly. one acre gardens aren't uncommon and neither is leaving a locked box (honor system) for money with your extra produce to sell to customers going by.
fish frys and carnivals at school. choir concerts, community theatre, musicals and plays.
i could go on and on.
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