The Evolution of Community
Once in great while, someone questions what other people take for granted, and a way of doing things, even a way of life, may change. Something like that is happening here...
| The earliest communities in North America were close knit tribes of Indians. The village was the heart of Indian society. As they dispersed across the continent, they maintained their deep spiritual connection to the earth and all its bounty. | ![]() |
| During the Oklahoma Land Rush huge tracts of land were made available to people from the east coast at pennies an acre. One square mile sized pieces of land were sold and bought by people eager for elbow room and independence. | ![]() |
| The first generation of Land Rush Sooners tended to build their homestead right in the middle of their property, as far as possible from the borders they shared with their new neighbors. The second generation learned the hard lessons of hyper-independence. Seeking more connections and cooperation with others, people began to build their homesteads on the borders of their property, near their neighbors. | ![]() |
| With their homesteads widely scattered, everyone in the community would come together for the serious work of barn raising, and the serious fun of the barn dance. | ![]() |
| During the industrial revolution, a large number of families moved to find work in the factories and growing businesses of the cities. The social structure changed from rural communities to urban neighborhoods. | ![]() |
| In the years following the Second World War, returning GIs came home to start families. The boom in babies spurred a boom in building. To help meet the soaring demand for housing, vast expanses of farmland were converted into sprawling suburban neighborhoods. | ![]() |
| The seventies: ....so there we were all in one place, a generation lost in space. So goes the popular 70s song American Pie. Everybody wanted a piece of the American Dream and though they had housing and other material items... suburban sprawl had left us feeling empty and wanting more. | ![]() |
| Highpoint...where the future meets the present...brings life to the tradition of a genuine community for all generations. It recalls simpler times where neighbors respect, value and help one another. Its a reassessment of what a community can truly be, in a thousand thoughtful details. | ![]() |
Please also enjoy the following stories about community and life in a small town. If you have a story about community that you'd like to share please submit it to gee@marqnet.com
My Life In A Small Town by Tom Lowry
A Cold Day at O'Hare Airport by Mary Lou Carney
A Day In My Small Town by Jane James
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