Sunday, March 9, 2014

What do you miss about your old town?

I was recently asked that question. Crisfield, Maryland? Anyone who has moved away will tell you, "Not a darn thing."  10 cars = traffic jam, there is nothing to do except look forward to the 3 yearly events, the bugs will eat you alive, the heat is oppressive, there is no "art-scene,"  and sooner or later a well-intentioned hurricane is going to take out the whole place. FEMA rates back up that statement. Besides, a town without an art scene has no soul.

Still, I have a home in Crisfield, and I have to say, it is nice to leave my small, but larger than Crisfield hometown in Georgia and battle traffic for 10 hours to enjoy the emptiness of Crisfield. It is good dry-cleaning for the brain, but a real creativity-drainer after a few weeks. If you are looking to move to the area, Princess Anne is a quaint town on the move. It is small but has amenities. Pocomoke is also a nice place that is moving forward.

So back to the question: what do I miss about Crisfield?  Nothing.

"Oh, you gotta miss something?"

I do. And here it is:

There is nothing like taking a 2 minute drive down to the docks to get fresh oysters and crabs right off the boats. I do miss that.


Pauline said...

I started salivating at the first sight of that crab, I know that is what I would miss!

GingerV said...

Now that i am back in Houston, i wonder why I spent the 10 years in Brasil missing it.... And now I miss Brasil, just determined to be unhappy I guess. So am glad you are happy in the place that you are. Interesting that I miss Brasil's fresh seafood also. Your photos are worthy.

Patty said...

Pauline, nothing better than fresh seafood, a rarity in the Georgia Mountains. However, we do get some great shrimp from North and South Catalonia from our local grocer. We are still avoiding seafood from the Gulf Coast.

Patty said...

GingerV: Crisfield had opportunity after opportunity to be a wonderful town. I blame the leaders. Until new blood moves in and takes charge, the town will never be anything but a good place to eat fresh crabs and oysters, and with the bay dying, and the costs of fuel and supplies going up, who knows how long before the watermen give up the fight to earn decent living? That will be the end of the little town that could have been.