I guess folks might say I'm like the proverbial ostrich, with my head in the sand. I often don't know what is going on in the outside world. A neighbor gave me her newspaper yesterday. It was filled with stories about police corruption, child abuse, murder, robberies, and traffic accidents. I don't subscribe to a newspaper, and can be shocked by what is reported there. But then I remind myself that some of the stories, as horrible as they are, are about incidents in far away states, crimes in other countries, and sometimes even things that happened several years ago.
Not to minimize terrible things that people do to one another, but reading about it all in a hometown newspaper (in this case Norfolk, VA) can give the false impression that crime and violence are everywhere...and close by. They are often not, of course.
Living on Ocracoke can sometimes seem like Camelot -- idyllic beaches, a nurturing community, friendly neighbors, little crime. Of course, Ocracoke is not perfect. No place is. Last time I checked all of the 750 or so residents were fallible humans. But this island is a reminder that most people are honest and good, and that there are many folks who look after one another. I hope our visitors return home relaxed, refreshed, and reminded that life is good. Perhaps that is a message we all need to hear to counter the bad news we read in the papers.
Our latest Ocracoke Newsletter is a history of paved roads on Ocracoke. It may not sound very exciting, but there have been dramatic changes on the island because of the construction of paved roads a half century ago. You can read the newsletter, and see some rare photos here.
To read about Philip's new book, Digging up Uncle Evans, History, Ghost Tales, & Stories from Ocracoke Island, please click here.