I’ve been teaching the novel Winesburg, Ohioby Sherwood Anderson as a way into rhetorical analysis of personal events for the last 13 years. Every so often I’m impressed to see some of my first year students have been assigned the book in high school, but most have never heard of the author, let alone the title of Anderson’s best work of fiction. For the last 10 years I’ve shown my students images of Clyde, Ohio, the town that was the original backdrop for the novel. Clyde was one Anderson’s childhood hometowns (Elyria, Ohio, being the other).
The first time I went to Clyde was in 2001, two months before 9/11. I returned to Clyde in 2005, 2006, 2011 and this year. As the years have passed, I’ve watched Clyde’s Main Street deteriorate to a bunch of empty buildings, but in the last two years I’ve seen Main Street try to revive itself. Although the town’s only local newspaper has moved to smaller offices, Main Street now has a coffee shop, a martial arts school, and no less than 4 places to get your hair done. The old office of the Clyde Enterprise is now a Green business, and the street is lined with hanging flower baskets and many empty store fronts. How is Clyde’s Main Street supposed to compete with the Wal-Mart where overweight shoppers smoking in Jazzys and Hoverounds are Continue reading