Profound sadness is what I’m feeling watching part of your hometown wash away. Friends, merchants, landmarks, people’s homes or apartments, cars, personal effects, artworks, valuables. All lost again. Hopefully nobody has lost their lives this time.
This is the town my wife grew up in. This is a town I worked in many years. It’s a town I love to go to eat, walk, photograph and shop. And now its devastated again.
A beautiful sunny day yesterday followed with flood devastation today.
Photo by Mike Hartley
No more farmers markets for a while again. And probably no town again for many months and maybe years. Already seen a video of one vendor who rebuilt after the last flood but sounded done after this one. And I would suspect that more had that thought already.
The Farmers Market might have to relocate or take a vacation from Main Street.
Photo by Mike Hartley
I hope it pulls itself up out of the mud and muck again. But I’m really wondering what the future is for this great town.
May 28, 2018 at 7:49 AM
I can’t imagine how any of the businesses can afford to rebuild again so quickly. The water was higher in the gallery than 2016.
May 28, 2018 at 7:42 PM
Did you lose any work Kathy? I’m wondering if the town will bounce back this time.
May 28, 2018 at 9:07 PM
Mike, I am sure I lost all of my work. The card rack is next to the door, and the least of value. I told them last time to move everything of value before the cards. Even if they got moved, I would probably throw them out, for fear that the paper absorbed some toxic air. I have watched all the videos, looking for the white rectangles in the rushing water. The owners will take photos and forward them to us tomorrow, when they are allowed access. I believe in ECStrong, the people are tremendous. BUT, I am also a logical, science based person. The water has to go somewhere. I wish the county could create a walkable city center on high ground where all the stores could relocate, and have historical walking tours of the empty town. My family has been around Catonsville & Ellicott City forever. Agnes in 1972, my Dad worked for C.R. Daniels, located in Daniels, MD – it went down the river. I know you understand when I say, “This is just HARD.”