PERSPECTIVE
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April 2000
by
Sylvia Lovely
Communities in
Crisis
Kentuckians must
unite to
overcome setbacks
IT has been said
that the worst thing about a crisis is not having one the idea
being that a crisis will stir enough passion and prompt enough action
to find a new way to approach a problem. If this thinking is correct,
Kentucky should be primed for problem-solving, since we have a plateful
of crises before us today.
Weve known
for quite some time that our small towns are losing jobs. Now the tobacco
shoe has fallen, with production cuts creating an immediate economic
nightmare for thousands of our citizens.
The turbulence
is relentless, much like an airplane ride that rattles both the body
and the nerves. And despite a captains reassurance that the plane
can withstand the stress, the fact remains that everything has its breaking
point.
Just where is the
breaking point for rural Kentucky? Perhaps our landscape really does
bear a resemblance to the one sketched by medieval mapmakers: dragons
lurk everywhere.
One place in Kentucky
recently communicated its plight by flying its courthouse flag upside
down. This universal distress symbol signaled the impact of the loss
of jobs if not of hope in a small corner of northeastern
Kentucky, making us aware of the circumstances it shares with too many
of our states communities.
The worry cannot
escape those who live in relatively prosperous urban Kentucky. Clearly,
all the shopping centers built in Lexington werent designed for
residents alone. The same is true of the service and medical industries
that have developed there to serve roughly one-half of the state.
My work takes me
to many small places. Several years ago my itinerary included Vanceburg,
where a riverside park was being dedicated. The drive from Morehead
on the first sunny morning after a stretch of rainy days took me through
some of the most beautiful country I had ever seen. Tobacco farmers
were very much in evidence, finally getting into the fields to set their
annual crop.
In Vanceburg, the
Nine West shoe factory was still a viable place of employment, but the
end was near. The mayor, a thoughtful civic activist, looked out over
the Ohio River that morning and acknowledged that it was only a matter
of time until the factory closed.
I recently spoke
in Henry County, home to some of the most insightful farmers in Kentucky,
including writer Wendell Berry, his brother John and other Berry family
members whose pride in their way of life inspires us all. The 115 farmers
attending that evenings event heard speakers talk about partnerships
and alliances, diversification, new products and companies, and Internet
sites to use as marketing tools. But it was hard to find comfort in
our words and many of the farmers had the look of having seen the inevitable
end of a well-worn road.
The best speakers
were farmers who themselves had found a way to turn the corner, finding
a niche if not a booming market for their products. There
was some small comfort in the knowledge that these fledgling efforts
are starting to take wing and that others are waiting to be developed.
Driving away that
night, it was clear that the best solutions to this crisis will come
from places and people like these communities that can call on
outside assistance but retain control of their own future. The challenge
for the rest of us will be to have the courage and wisdom to recognize
the connections between these communities future and our own and
to act on that recognition for the benefit of all Kentuckians.
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