Facebook reported the passing away of an American teaching colleague that I worked with in Almaty and Astana. I am sorry that I don’t know more information about this sad event. I was told by another colleague over FB that he died in his sleep. I’m sure there is more to this story than that. He did smoke and so it could have been some complication related to bad choices he made. He was in his late 60s I think. Anyway, where I live, people keep passing away. I am in an old established town where all of us in high school were encouraged to get out of town, do better by going to the big cities.
I did better than that, I went to the BIG cities elsewhere like in Harbin, China or Kyiv, Ukraine or finally Almaty and Astana, Kazakhstan. I should not forget the year and a half I spent teaching in Bishkek, Kyrgyzstan. I would not count Bishkek as a big city, however. It had not changed much from the time I was there in 1993-1995 to when I went to visit again in 2007 or 2008. It is holding its own even after the startling spring revolution that happened about five years ago now. Ukraine had its Orange revolution, I think Kyrgyzstan’s was dubbed the tulip revolution. I can’t recall. I’m sure I have it on this blog if I went back to look at the exact date and name of the event.
Yes, people are passing away but also small town American is passing away. They have statistics that show that by a certain date in the future, many more people will be living in the cities than in the countryside. Why is that? I would think that if people can live away from the metropolis, if they can sustain themselves through the winter with the right kind of heat and food, they would not have to move INTO the city. I think it is safer and more peaceful out in the rural areas. I would think the trend would be to move away from all the people and crime and violence and live in solitude in a small town.
However, what was true over 100 years ago where people were pushing west and getting land parcels for a very good price, now people don’t want to do the country thing. Small towns that were thriving with the railroad as their connection to the rest of the world are withering away. If they have not created some good industry to keep up employment, then one by one, the store fronts look empty for the businesses downtown.
My hometown has a strong image from the past, we have many old brick buildings that remain. Some elegant ones have been torn down due to lack of money to keep the roof shingled, thus the decay from the inside has made the brick work that looked regal and stable become a liability. People my age have the memory of what our downtown used to look like, bustling with people and business. Now, the move has been away from downtown and to one of our city of 8,000 people. We have businessmen and women who are struggling to have any kind of business downtown since the amazing old high school was torn down and moved to the one end of the city.
The people in charge, those on the city council, the city administrator, mayor and others have to make tough decisions about what to maintain due to our tax base not being as flush with money as it used to be when families had 6-10 children. Many of those children have left for better jobs elsewhere, leaving the older parents behind in the dying town. So we have the melancholy problem of people passing away in the towns that are passing away. Sometimes I do yearn for the big cities where the action is…for right now though, I am happy to be in a small town that minds its own business and doesn’t have great fanfare about much of anything. I can write that because I am teaching 85 freshmen students how to write. There is adventure and challenge enough in doing that. LOVE it when the lights go on in their heads about what I am trying to get across to them. I have GREAT kids, most of them want to learn.