Good morning, to All. I hope this message finds you doing well.
Here, I’m having my coffee and reading email before the day truly gets underway. I’ve pottery later this morning and this afternoon Tori Zigler and I will do our Free to Be Me ACB Community social call.
In the meantime, I’m working on The Writer’s Grapevine Magazine. Due to just having selected two editors and a proofreader and the fact that we’re not meeting with Two Pentacles Publishing until the 19TH of August to discuss the new layout Etc. I’m skipping the fall issue. We will begin at the Winter Solstice with a new magazine. I think that is the best time for a new beginning. Just as God created a new beginning for all who would receive it, so are we creating a new beginning for any writer or business owner who wishes to join us.
Earlier today, I read an article about cultivating community and it inspired me to reach out to my apartment manager and case worker with the idea of beginning a community association for our apartment complex thus creating the ability to make our community and its residents more secure.
Here’s what I read and what I have in mind to do.
I served a year as an AmeriCorps Vista and I’ve still two years available to serve. At one time there was an AmeriCorps Vista serving in the Kingsport Housing Authority who took care of making sure people had the services they needed to live independently as elderly and disabled and I want to bring that back. There are people here who are falling through the cracks who will if left on their own end up in nursing homes who really do not need to be there but because they cannot get what they need they will eventually have no choices left to them.
I believe we have within our community the ability to support one another. Read this and see what you think.
As you read, consider what the areas in which we live might be like if we tried doing more of this.
Working with neighbors to ensure the well-being of the group can be a wonderful way to build a community.
Many of our relationships can be fleeting or do not deepen past a superficial level, yet these connections, as trivial as they can seem, often have the potential to grow into something much more essential. When we crave community, we should focus our attention on these casual acquaintances. To forge a bond with neighbors, we need to work together with them so that we have a context from which to begin a more mature relationship. Sharing tasks that are part of living can be a wonderful way to become a part of a larger community, make new friends, and lighten the workloads of everyone involved.
Creating a network of neighbors who agree to pool certain resources and share daily duties can be as easy as taking the initiative. If you are willing to take the first step by reaching out to the individuals and families who share your building or your street, you will likely find that others are receptive to the notion. Starting small, with just a few people, can help you orchestrate a smoothly running system. Together, you will need to decide what chores you want to do communally and what resources can be shared. Ideas for community sharing are child care, errands, housework, keeping a joint garden, cooking for the group, and carpooling. For instance, if you cook large meals for four neighbors once a week, you take off four nights after that. As you grow to trust one another, you can begin adding new members to your evolving network or introducing new tasks to your shared roster of duties.
Actions speak louder than words, so working closely with neighbors to ensure the well-being of the group can be a wonderful way to build a sense of community in your locale. Not everyone you approach will be open to the idea of becoming a part of a network of sharing. As you connect with those who do appreciate the merits of such a system, you will discover that others are just as eager as you are to create interpersonal connections that are defined by substance.
Read the article and more here
About Patty L. Fletcher
Patty L. Fletcher lives in Kingsport Tennessee where she works full time as a Writer with the goal of bridging the great chasm which separates the disAbled from the non-disAbled. She is Also a Social Media Marketing Assistant.
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Jo PintoAugust 11, 2022
I think this is a wonderful idea! I hope you pursue it relentlessly.
I did this in a completely unofficial capacity when I was newly married and living in a run-down trailer park in Evans, Colorado, where the police feared to tread. Shortly after our wedding, my husband fell seriously ill with what turned out to be Lou Gehrig’s disease. Since we became the available adults for a lot of children whose parents were either working long hours in the fields or the local meat-packing plant to pay the rent and keep food on the table, our tiny trailer turned into the local hangout for kids of all ages. We helped with homework, patched up skinned knees, played board games, gave older kids advice about relationships and birth control, etc.
I started to notice that people brought clothing home from donation banks, wore it once, and then threw it out in their yards because they didn’t have time to do laundry. They were either too busy working or living their crazy lives. Since my husband and I had no children, we couldn’t get food from most of the local food banks, and we were hard up. I started trading laundry and babysitting services to the residents in the trailer park for their extra canned goods and dry beans.
Then I noticed that a lot of the same foods came to me by trade every month. When I asked why, I found out many of the women in the trailer park didn’t know how to cook. They could use the macaroni and cheese, instant potatoes, canned fruit and vegetables, and other convenience foods that came in the donation boxes, but they had no idea what to do with dry beans, cornmeal, or pork canned in its own broth. So I wrote up a few dozen recipes, made copies at the library, stapled together a booklet, and passed it around.
Gradually, the community spirit caught on. People started looking out for each other’s children and cleaning up their yards. One day after a blizzard, I was struggling to clear off the makeshift wooden wheelchair ramp my husband had rigged up in front of our trailer. From out of nowhere, someone snatched the snow shovel out of my hand.
A gruff voice said, “Young lady, I don’t ever want to see you doing this again.”
I stepped away, taken aback.
The bricklayer from across the street, a big man who loved his beer, started tossing shovelfuls of snow off the ramp.
“Me or one of my sons will take care of the snow for you from now on. Get inside before you freeze your pretty little ass off.”
“Cook us up one of those pork pot pies of yours. That’ll be fine. Now scoot.”
Patty FletcherAugust 12, 2022
jo, I needed that today. Currently, I feel quite at sea. There appears to be something seriously wrong with things here. So, I’m gonna need a lot of prayer and borrowed strength.
Thus far, the requests I’ve made to try and help have fallen on deaf ears, but I’ve been doing like you, and trying to spread some community spirit.
My friend Christy says, “How do you eat an elephant? Answer, one bit at a time.”
So, I’m munching on this beast and we’ll see where it goes.
Thanks for this comment, you’ve helped me more than you know.
robbiesinspirationAugust 15, 2022
Hi Patty. it will be lovely if your community can get something like this up and running.
Patty FletcherAugust 15, 2022
Thanks for reading and commenting.
Yes, it will be nice if I can help to rally our residents and help them realize if we all work together we’d have a grand support system.
I’ve been told, it used to be this way.
Unfortunately COVID took a bite out of it and more unfortunate still, our apartment manager appears to have no wish to assist with reviving it nor does he appear to wish to assist anyone who does.
He has in my mind, lost his objectivity here. He has far too many other properties to manage and is only now interested in running from one to another in an effort to see to them all.
Anyhow, it will be like anything, slow progress.
That’s OK. I’ve got nothing but time and nowhere else to go.