midway between the past and present

On the way to the coast last weekend, we had to stop for breakfast 45 minutes into the trip somewhere around Knightdale.  (Ahhhhhh, the joys of traveling with small children…)  Pulling back onto 64, I spotted this sign for the shopping center that we had been in:

Last fall W and I went to the NC Museum of Art to see an outdoor screening of the film “Moving Midway” which is about a family’s decision to move their ancestral plantation home and delves into their past and the past of race relations in the South.  The old house is slowly moved so as to make room for a new shopping center which is, you guessed it, “Shoppes at Midway Plantation.”  (And why, oh why, do developers insist on spelling it “shoppes”?  Put lipstick on a pig, and it’s still a pig.)

Horrified/amused/bemused, I realized that our Chick-fil-a breakfast was part of the crass new world that was foretold in the movie.  We were just one part of the streaming flood of people plunking down their hard-earned dollars for a piece of nameless, bland, safe suburbia on our way to somewhere else. Thank you, Midway, for anchoring us for one brief moment as we made our flight to the coast.

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