
These are heady days in Carrboro, North Carolina. With a presidential primary that has relevance and associated events around town, a big anniversary for the Farmers’ Market and our annual celebration of the town, the first weekend in May is jammed and has folks worked up into quite a froth.
In honor of Carrboro Day, the premier event around here this time of year, we offer for review our choices for Ten Great Things About Carrboro. Like any such attempt, it is imperfect and certainly, at 10, limited in number. But for this year and this time, these are the 10 things that jumped out as wonderful institutions and attractions about our fair town. Special thanks to the speedy and pleasant Phil Blank for turning out illustrations for the section. Next year, we might have to make Phil one of the 10 greatest.
We’re sure that most of you have your own ideas about what rates as great in Carrboro and we invite you to send us your top 10 via our MILL blog at carrborocitizen.com/mill.
Also in this issue, we are very pleased to publish the winning entries in the town’s Youth Poetry Contest. Neil McTighe, Carrboro poet laurete, reports a large response to the call for works by our young poets.
As for the rest of the month, there’s quite an array of possibilities and adventures worthy of attention as well, not the least of which are the annual end-of-semester rituals. It’s not just about commencement, which falls on May 11. This town has a larger graduate student community than the big city to our immediate east. So expect to see plenty more “Kiss me I’m ABD†buttons over the next few weeks.
After that, year-round residents will recall, there is a rapid exodus followed by plenty of parking, an easier commute and a little more elbow room on evenings out.
For those of you departing, have a swell summer and please note that this year the towns and counties are trying to get you to think ahead of time about what to do with the stuff you’re not toting off to your next destination.
The PTA Thrift shops and Club Nova would be happy to have your stereo, your copy of The Age of Reason, and those chinos that don’t fit so well anymore
—Kirk Ross