A white bread town…

When we got to the Cuyahoga Valley we realized we had no bread. Not a big deal, right? We could just pick some up at a store before we got to the park…

Who knew we were embarking on a quest for the impossible…

Driving to the center of the town, we passed a few lone motels and headed to what looked like the main crossroad. We chose a direction and made our turn. But instead of supercenters or even strip malls, we found ourselves on a sad street of small industry. Little factories and businesses lined the road. 3 out of every 4 were “available for lease” or “for sale”. The entire business district was almost abandoned. Not quite a ghost town, but far from a healthy economy.

We made a u-turn and took the opposite direction. But no better luck in our search for a grocery store that way… Just a cople of churches and a gun store… Eventually we found an odd kind of convienence store/liquor store/lotto store combo where we were able to buy Wonder Bread…

The store owner seemed tired.. no pleasantries in this rust belt town drained of energy and hope… only desperation and fear — the churches and the gun shop…

And yet… the little houses we drove past were well-kept. Proudly decorated and landscaped with bright flowers and outdoor furniture… nicely manicured lans and kitschy lawn ornaments… The small town pride that keeps hope alive despite the bleakest of outlooks…

posted by Blue Coyote in On the Road and have Comment (1)

One Response to “A white bread town…”

  1. Mimi says:

    Coucou ,

    merci de nous faire voyager … et de planter le décor de façon aussi imagée ! le simple commentaire ” – the churches ant the gun shop ” donne froid dans le dos … et renvoi à de tristes faits divers ….

    A quand les photos ..?

    à la prochaine et bonne route !

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