The community I live in acts like a small town of sorts. The “town’s” (community) name is Knoll. Knoll is a place that is small and mostly undisturbed, not counting the house and the apartments being built near us. I have lived in this community as long as I have breathed and it has expanded immensely oved the course of fifteen years. One of the unique aspects about my community is that my family were on of the first ‘settlers” here. When my family first situated themselves into this neighborhood, it was the ending of the 90s and my family only consisted of my parents, two brothers and a baby girl in my mother’s stomach on a newly built house surrounded nothing but tumble weeds and bugs but I had the biggest backyard so I didn’t complain
The first settlers came to Apex NC in the 1860s. Not too long after settlement, the town was incorporated in 1873. Most of the history of Apex is derived from the railroad system that went through the community. Even the town’s name can be traced by to the system. As the highest point along the railroad between Richmond, Virginia to Jacksonville, Florida, the town was named Apex.
Individuals of The Kelsey community carry a huge responsibility to preserve the land, as well as the ways of the community. It is very clear that this community is a small one, yet still, a strong and very productive one. The individuals of this community have learned to work and communicate with one another, in harmony, to survive and improve their way of life together. Initially, they survived on what they themselves grew; making sure that it was of quality. Throughout the years, as the community grew, by reproducing and evolving,
In the community, few trees were planted along the major street and plants were in the private residential and commercial areas. The streets and sidewalks were clean with few trash cans visible outside in the front. The majority of the people were walking their dogs, but there was no interaction with the other folks that were
One of the houses was Deep South looking; run down and bare of any organized growth, i.e. landscaping. It was just a large rectangle— greatly in need of paint and repair. And, this house just happened to be near the heart of The Town of Smithtown, right in the cross roads of the historic area of the celebrated main street. But, in hindsight, perhaps this dwelling was a part of that history—a reminder of the history that had its good and bad; the well to do and the have nots, with some of the have nots, not having because the haves didn’t want them to.
When it comes to small towns people who haven’t lived in one tend to think that they are boring or bland. However a chat with some of the people who have always lived in a town of less than four-hundred people for their entire lives really paints a new picture. Donnie Moyer has lived outside of Terril, Iowa his entire life on a farm working for his father until his passing in which he took control of the property. When we discussed “How has the town change since you’ve lived here?” he responded with “It hasn’t change at all it's still the same place I grew up in.” Some see this as being bland but in today's age with all the technological change it is refreshing to see some are happy with their roots. Going on from that I asked him about his
My mother, older sister, foster sister and I settled in Temecula on December 17, 1997, when I was five years old. My mom was a single parent but wanted to give my sisters and I a better life from where we lived in Oceanside where there various gangs and negative influences. Temecula was a growing community and my mom felt it would be a perfect place to raise us. When we moved into our home there was only a two lane highway leading to the 15 freeway, a fruit stand along with a Lucky’s, Stater Brothers grocery stores, Rite-Aid, two fast food restaurants. We had to drive about three cities north to shop at Walmart and now we have a Super Center Walmart across the
For centuries, societies around the world have attempted to create their own versions of heaven on Earth. Founded in 1848 in upstate New York, the Oneida Community is one of several attempts to create a utopian community in 19th-century America (Hillebrand). Led by John Humphrey Noyes, the people at Oneida united under Noyes’ teachings and philosophies which included the ideas of complex marriage, mutual criticism, and communalism. Despite Noyes’ desire for success, the Oneida Community ultimately failed due to the unconventional nature of many of its policies, which ultimately uprooted the long-term sustainability of the society.
KRFDC is a community action agency that serves over 28 counties with over 250 employees. It was established in 1962 and embraces a philosophy of needs-based strategies and family-based services leading to self-sufficiency and self-reliance. Their believe is that communities must work together to enable all persons to live with dignity, responsibility, and opportunity (Kentucky River Foothills Development Council, Inc., 2014, p. 3).
They offer the largest homesites in Nocatee,where neighborhoods are built in a “village” concept that provides residents gathering spaces unique to each neighborhood — parks, playgrounds, dog parks and plentiful trails, for example. The same goes for Twenty Mile communities, along with a sense of spaciousness, old live oaks, towering pines, tranquil ponds and the historical feel of split-rail fencing and signage.
I think that LUCES has a great potential to reaching so many womxn of color on campus. I can first speak on the spaces and communities that I belong to. I think that sometimes that there are not as many Black womxn apart of LUCES as there could be. I think that there is a gap between these two communities. As a LUCES Scholar one has to establish this relationship immediately within the school year because if that relationship isn’t already established the students get into their routine and LUCES ends up not being a priority. This can be very difficult to achieve, but I believe visibility can be a toll to expand. I know as a first year the SDMA office can be very intimating to the point of not even going inside. In order to make oneself visible
The community is of a dreamlike place, embodying visions of the American flag, bake sales, and neighborhood gatherings. People will expect to experience a transition as if they were "going to be leaving America and going into this fantasy kingdom, where there is no crime, with only people like me. Celebrations premise is that residents will stroll treelined streets to afternoon matinees, waving to their neighbors on the front porches along the way"(Wilson 2). Despite the beauty of Celebration, this artificial front gives people reservations about living in such a community.
My Mom grew up in a small town or so she thought. Snellville, Georgia was once a small community full of farms, barns and tractors. But the town quickly grew as Atlanta boomed with new industry during the early eighties. Within a few short years, my mom found herself living in the fastest growing county in the United States. Snellville, Georgia is located approximately thirty minutes outside of Atlanta. During the economic boom experienced in the eighties, many small towns across the south experienced unusual and rapid growth. My mom’s life changed drastically as large numbers of people moved in to the area for jobs and other opportunities. It seemed like overnight the small town she was accustomed to changed into a bustling city. The growth was quick and caused several problems for the once small town. The town infrastructure could not keep up with the rapid growth. There were not enough schools for all the new kids moving into
The rolling hills, golden with long rows of crops ready to be harvested, all cut by a winding white gravel road. On either side of the land, there are rusty wire fences marking who owns what, and red barns speckle the land. Dust kicks up by passing cars, and tractors, moving from place to place. Pootsville, the name is not on any map, but for the few families that have lived here for generations know the name. It is the area between three small towns, the nearest store is five miles away and all your neighbors are half a mile or more away. Everyone knows everything about each other; it doesn’t matter if you are five miles from them you are still part of the family.
Although Alabaster is one large community in itself, because of its size, it contains quite a few facets of diversity. In its self, it is a very welcoming town, as I have had my own experience with being assimilated within the town. When I was seven we moved from Mississippi to Alabama, due to my father’s work. Alabaster was the first and final choice of where we chose to live. When we moved I was in the first grade and I remember is everyone being very welcoming at school. This trend also continued as watching people move to our school from other places, we were always very welcoming. The schools aside, Alabaster is also home to quite a few ethnicities. According to the 2010 census data, Alabaster consist of being 79.4 percent white, 13.5
Greyson, GA is a pretty small town in the middle’a nowhere, lived here all my life. Everybody knows everybody; one supermarket, one gas station, the smallest police station i’ve ever seen, we’re probably not even on the map. Everybody’s homes are at least a mile away from each other, course... there are only about 16 homes; about 4 are vacant, including the one across from mine, the only two homes this close to each other. Its a nice lil’ home.. Charming; four bedrooms, one bathroom, big backyard, perfect for a family. 3 families have come and gone.. I personally like it better when the house is empty. That way its just lil’ ole me in sleepy hollow. I live in a tiny little shack, built it up board by board. One bedroom, one bathroom, perfect. I do miss my sweet Melva, she passed a while back, married 38 years and counting, still love ‘er. There’s been a few families that have moved into the house.. Not sure what happened to them, I guess it was just too quiet for ‘em.