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ThoREAu TRAilER PARk

Von Mark Greif

in Concord, Massachusetts, opposite Walden Pond, during the de-

cades when i was growing up nearby, the maples and oaks that

fringed Walden also shaded two lots of concrete, where there

rested a congregation of flat-roofed oblong trailer homes, like

caskets of ivory. Cinderblock front steps tied the screen doors to

the earth. Fabricated to move, these homes had lost their mobility.

The State had purchased the land underneath them. Divided

from these lots by a state highway not much widened from the

old cart road it had paved, the dark woods, the deep pond, the wan

beaches, and vast tracts of forest past the railroad tracks, con-

stituted Walden Pond State Park, a nature preserve, and also a historical

memorial, controlled by the Commonwealth of Massachusetts.

Thus there was the State Park; and then there was the

Trailer Park. The two must be at odds forever. For if the low undistinguished

dwellings across the road made a »trailer park« in

the American parlance, this name marked them off profoundly

from the logs and grasses and falling leaves, paths and overlooks,

fenced in so that anonymous citizens could enjoy them (for a

modest entrance fee) as long as they left no trace. »Trailer park«

bespeaks a corral for retirees and the working class, poor enough

not to own houses not on wheels, but not deprived enough to be

picturesque or pitiable; not poor enough to lack garish collections

of cars which nosed up to vinyl siding, and oversized televisions

that twinkled in daytime through windows of automotive

glass, cutting out silhouettes of plastic flowers on the sills, or glinting

through the mazes of chintz curtains. »Trailer park trash«,

referring to human beings, is the rare American phrase of contempt

that lacks an organized group to resent it. Throughout

my childhood, the State Park service prosecuted a war of attrition

against the trailers: forbidding transfer of their sites to heirs or

newcomers, prohibiting return to anyone who planned to use his

wheels and then come back, finally disposing of each carcass

as its owners died.

Walden Pond is historical, not just natural, because henry

David Thoreau philosophized there for two years in the 1840s.

This source of notoriety is unlike that of the other state parks down

Battle Road at the other side of Concord, entering lexington,

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