Home Pt. 1: The Trailer Park

Sussex, NB - CE - Saturday, June 24th, 2006 : goo

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I'm back in my hometown of Sussex for the weekend visiting family. I've been out of the town for about two years now having lived here for 18 long and boring years. Today, for the first time ever, I decided to take some pictures of the town I spent most of my life in. These pictures come with mixed emotions. Nostalgia of the past; things have changed so much and so little in the last two years, it kinda freaks me out. Frustration; I hated this town so much and it brings back some bad memories. Sadness; this place is just plain depressing. Like I said, I never really liked it here and there are a lot of people still here who feel the same way but, for whatever reason, are stuck.

Als, for the first time, I'm also looking at this town through a fresh set of eyes. I actually have something to compare it to now. It looks and feels so different while feeling exactly the same. It's very strange but also makes coming back to visit more bearable.

This post is the first in a series I will make about Sussex. This is where I spent about 6 years of my life: Brown's Trailer Park. It's not actually in Sussex but Sussex Corner, a small village attached to Sussex. It's mostly in name more than anything to keep taxes down. Despite living in a different municipality, I was still a Sussexer.

This is the first thing you see when you come into the park. It's a mishmash of old steel trailers and newer mini homes. It's a quiet albeit boring place. Mostly full of young, lower-class familes (like myself), retirees, and bachelors.

This is Lee Ave. I never went down this street very often as I didn't live there and it's just a dead end (cul-de-sacs are for suburbanites). This is also the only street in the park with houses on both sides.

I think this is called Front Street. I'm not really sure. I had to drive on this street every day to get to my street (soon to come).

This guy has been selling lawn ornaments for years. I remember when he started and they were pretty good, they're quite excellent now. He used to plow our driveway in the winter. He's a nice guy.

Lynn Cresent. My old street. I used to live here a long time ago in an old metal yellow trailer with tires on the roof. It was the only house here and Lynn Cres. didn't even exist, it was just our driveway. It burnt down shortly after we sold it and moved to the country. I'll remember the wood paneled walls until the day I die.

I used to walk down this pathway all the time to the river. It used to be much more passable but it doesn't get used as much now that my brother and I are older (and I've moved out). I imagine the guy with the car wash truck still uses it to take the hose down to the river to fill up his truck.

The river. I actually don't even know what this river is called but it runs through the entire town and floods every spring. The bridge is quite new. I remember when they demolished the old one and we had to listen to cement being pounded, proken, and poured for about half a year.

Final picture. As you leave the park, across the street is a post-war subdivision.

Next in the series: Bill's Corner Store.

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