Last summer while looking for a unique experience, I drove through downtown Cawker City, a small dried-up town in Western Kansas, in a search of the world's largest ball of twine, I was impressed by the activity in the town until I got out of my car and walked around. Cawker City is not a place you accidentally drive through - you have to intentionally go there. Getting out of your car is optional.
However, as implied by the name, there is only one "World's Largest Ball of Twine." I almost regret making that statement because I have seen three different roadrunners - all claiming to be the world's largest. I am sure the City Fathers in various small towns would sue to claim sole rights to the title, but unfortunately, in places less traveled, there are fewer City Fathers than roadrunners.
Anyway, most of the buildings in the downtown area were boarded up. The few that still sported glass, sported all the activity I had seen during my drive through town (one example displayed above). There should be a motto, "When you slow down and look, life gets strange."
We live in a disposable society that casts away towns, cities, and people. I commend the locals of Cawker City for trying to maintain a sense of community until we come to our senses.