"… my bed is in a small town
Oh, and that's good enough for me."
John Mellencamp, "Small Town"
And it's good enough for me, but maybe not for some passersby. On Aug. 25, I was approached by a group of ladies who regularly have coffee at our local coffee shop — the Stomping Grounds in Staples, Minn. (Not a Starbucks or a Caribou.)
They were disturbed by an Aug. 22 article in the Star Tribune ("Streetscapes: Towns along the way"). It was written by James Lileks about his journey along Hwy. 10 through small-town Americana. I read the article closely, even though I usually read this section for the crossword puzzles.
The women were offended, as were others in our community of Staples, by Lileks' seemingly ridiculing visual aspects of various small towns as he drove along Hwy. 10 — maybe praising some small towns over others. I took the article to be more of a nostalgic journey away from the freeway and into smaller communities along less-traveled routes.
I would like to believe that Lileks was only looking at the evidence of the grand past of communities when the freeways did not exist and railroads were major stops in many towns such as Staples. In our town, the Batcher Opera House still exists. At one time many professional acting, dancing and musical troupes stopped at these railroad sites to perform. This was Americana.
Yes, that era is gone because of freeways and railroad oil service and the "need for speed" to wherever we think we are going.
The point being, I think the writer was looking only on the nostalgic surface and the facades and signs of buildings along what he could see by driving through the various small towns along Hwy. 10. If not, he would have certainly mentioned the beautiful structure with the name Lakewood Health System boldly printed on the building. (That health system provides health care to several rural communities, offering specialists in virtually any health care need.) He certainly would have noted the new high school and wellness center in Wadena.