Thoughts On Community

The grocery store two days before Thanksgiving typically isn’t a pleasant place. I stopped by my local grocery on the way home last night to pick up supplies for homemade fudge and some random things that I needed to piece together meals for the next couple of weeks.

It was dusk when I arrived and dark by the time I made it to the front door. You see, I’m from a small town so it isn’t uncommon to run into people you know at the store. I ended up deeply entrenched in a conversation about how to address a community need and left with a few notes jotted on the back of my grocery list so I would remember to do some research when I got home.

By the time I made it through the store and encountered acquaintances in about half the aisles, I had several bags of items and it was completely dark outside. As I pushed my cart through the automatic doors, a blast of cool air hit my face, reminding me that it won’t be long before I’ll need to start actually putting on my coat instead of letting it ride around in the car. There are people in my community who will go without decent coats and shoes this winter and I briefly wondered what resources there are for those folks right now. 

I rounded the corner to find an Amish buggy just a couple of spaces down from my White Lightening.  The horse snorted and sighed and I could see warm breath rise from its nostrils. These are unexpectedly pleasant sounds and sights at unexpected times. 

Another buggy was entering the parking lot as I exited, making me wonder how many Amish neighbors we now have and if there are things we ought to be doing as a community to make things safer and more welcoming for them. Do they feel as welcome as I do? 

As a community member, I think it’s important to participate and to be useful in whatever way you can. That could be through monetary donations, volunteerism, or just making others feel like they belong. Is there a need in your community? Maybe you have a lonely neighbor or your church has ways for you to get involved to give back. There are tons of local nonprofits, schools and other groups that badly need volunteers. Maybe you can just smile and say a kind word to strangers. 

Community is what you make it. Gandhi told us to “be the change you want to see in the world.” If we all worked a little harder to contribute here and there, this world would be a much better place.

All Adventures Aren’t For Everyone

I have perfected the art of being happy or at least satisfied pretty much wherever I go. It’s a key to life happiness as far as I’m concerned.

That’s why it’s surprising when I encounter a place that I really don’t enjoy. Before continuing, it’s important to first say that every place is not for everyone.

I spent a few days of my vacation this month in Ohio’s Amish Country. The countryside is gorgeous and I spent a fair amount of time and gasoline wandering the backroads, looking at farms and pastures, foliage and signs of simple living.

This was my favorite thing.

I also chatted with the proprietor of Mt. Hope Hardware, an old school hardware store that caters to the needs of the local Amish community. He was sure to tell me about the gas powered refrigerators that are his specialty.

Another thing I liked was simply being there on Sunday late afternoon because all Amish businesses and many others are closed. Businesses in southern Ohio still closed on Sunday when I was a kid and it was nice seeing it happen there in 2022.

Consequently, that night’s dinner was veggie fajitas at the Mexican restaurant in downtown Millersburg. It was the best meal I had that trip.

But Monday morning painted a different picture. School was in session, business resumed and Sunday’s sleepy towns were transformed by large numbers of visitors seeking baked goods, big meals and all manner of things available for purchase.

Friends, this was not the place for me. I literally headed for the hills and drove backroads looking for some sense of authenticity and calm.

At one point, I followed signs to a place called the Farm At Walnut Creek, a version of a working farm where you can walk through a typical Amish home, buy produce and bread, and take a wagon ride through an exotic animal farm.

It was on this wagon ride with driver Eli that I encountered zebras, ostrich and giraffes. It was about the time a Buffalo nearly tried to board the wagon in search of a snack that I felt like Alice tumbling down the rabbit hole. Instead of groaning because I didn’t go to Amish Country to meet a cockatoo or to have a Buffalo carry off my bag, I chose to embrace the “when in Rome” philosophy and simply enjoy the trip for what it was.

Everyone else seemed pleased with their extensive shopping and buffet dinners but I suspect I’m not their target market.

I was glad to leave but have some thoughts about a tour that might provide a more authentic, personal Amish experience. Who knows? Maybe I’ll go back some day and try again.

Amish Goods In Gambier

This scene in Gambier, Ohio a couple of weeks ago was so enchanting I had to get a closer look.

An elderly Amish couple had for sale lots of handmade items including baskets, masks, aprons, quilts, candles and canned items.

I purchased a jar of pure maple syrup and one of black raspberry jam which she am said is her favorite.

The Amish do not want their picture taken and it’s important to respect that but I hope they don’t mind having pictures made of their buggies and goods. It was too pretty to resist.