I remember the people that were the problem, they didn't live right in area at first, they would just cause problems in our area. Before we moved there were homes being abandoned when the old folks that lived there passed and no one wanted to move in. Beautiful Wissahickon schist houses, left to rot.
I hear you, friend.
Your story sounds much like my own.
Best we can do is build that atmosphere, as much as possible, in our own neighborhoods now.
Know your neighbor; help them when they need it. Watch over next door’s kids when they’re playing outside. Know which cars belong on your street, and which don’t. Got a sick or elderly widow/widower, help them out. Make sure they’re OK.
Take pride in living where you live, and your neighbor will too. Chances are, HE got moved out just the same as we did.
I miss it, but I’m glad I am where I am now. People who take care of their own little area of responsibility set an example for others.
Hang out a flag, Christmas lights, Halloween candy for the kids, know their names, and be “that guy” on the block who always has a helping hand to lend.
At the end of the day, THAT is what Mom and Dad taught us in those little Philly rowhomes, with their struggles and triumphs. I think it’s just part of being an American, and loving the idea of America.
It NEVER has to go away. Only goes away if we let it.