Savannah is more of a community unto itself. While there are “suburban sprawl” neighborhoods, namely the newer ones like Southbridge, the neighborhood I grew up in was not. My neighborhood was a ten minute drive from the middle of downtown. I lived on one of the islands closest to the beach. My neighborhood was one of the oldest to be built on Wilmington Island, a place called Wilmington Park. My house, in particular, was built in the early 1940s – one of the first on the Island. Within a 10 minute bike ride from my house, I could access a community pool, a playground, basketball courts, tennis courts, three grocery stores, a local barbershop, a nail salon, and the elementary school. There wasn’t much else needed growing up. My friends were close enough that I could walk to their houses, or at the very least, ride my bike. Growing up, there were a lot of older people, but a boom of kids my age. My next door neighbor and I went from kindergarten through eighth grade together. We were constantly playing together. Eight of us kids. We roamed the neighborhood – and felt safe doing so.
This was my house:
With growing up came the ability to venture further than the limiting walls of the neighborhood. Aside from Wilmington Park, I spent the majority of my time in downtown Savannah and Tybee Island. To begin with, Tybee Island is our beach. The locals run the island. The only major chain restaurant to set up camp – and actually thrive – was Arby’s. Other than that, local restaurants were the main attraction. You could walk down Butler Avenue and call almost everyone by name. Almost everyone in the Savannah/Tybee Island area is connected to another family you know, someway, somehow.
Downtown Savannah held the most importance to me. I went to a small, private, Catholic school in the middle of downtown, so we walked everywhere. Five, six, seven blocks was a short trip for us. The streets are lined with twenty-one public squares – green space open for all to use. These squares serve another purpose, though. They reduce the speed limit. In all my years in Savannah, I knew of two major accidents downtown. One in which the brakes locked up on a car and forced it into a square and another with a drunk driver. However, neither person was injured because the squares slowed the cars down. In downtown Savannah, townhomes are built right on the street and built around these squares which serve as almost a community yard. I worked downtown and walked everywhere. There were no chain restaurants. There were no big name department stores. Trolleys and horse-drawn are a very common site and a popular way for tourists to get around. You just don’t find these kinds of attributes in large cities and suburban sprawl.
Sometimes, I wish Savannah was more sprawl like. It may have been safer than walking around downtown Savannah. There would have been more to do as a child. But what we did do when I was little, was to explore different neighborhoods and all the different styles of housing - from ranch to old plantation to Spanish to structuralist. It was cool to experience different kinds of architecture and not just one, uniform style of building.