Join me, please, on a journey to Springfield, my home community.
We are a diverse suburb of rich and poor, white and Black, immigrants, veterans, Republicans and Democrats, affordable apartments and million-dollar homes and everything in between. Like yours, our residents often complain about traffic and mediocre Chinese food and unidentified varmint (seriously, nine times out of 10, it’s a fox) and the line outside Trader Joe’s and the neighbor who doesn’t clean up after their dog and that blur their front-door camera captured the night before — and traffic. Did I mention traffic?
We Springfieldians disagree on plenty. I know. I’m a Nextdoor member. It’s a scary place.
But here’s where we agree. We have an ugly side. At least pockets of ugly, where commercial properties have been left to rot.
It’s not unique to my community. Neighborhoods everywhere have commercial buildings that need to be better maintained, if not bulldozed. Springfield just happens to be where I live.…
Read the full story from the Washington Business Journal.
