A Short History of America’s Drowned Towns

A Dairy Queen, a Subway, three dollar stores, a strip of half-empty storefronts along Main Street: you could hardly call it a community, where I grew up in rural Kentucky. Or rather, it didn’t feel like a community to me. Such hospitality was reserved for a narrow category of humanity, resembling as closely as possible … Continue reading A Short History of America’s Drowned Towns →