The Rapid Transformation of Grays Harbor
A traveler returning to Aberdeen after ten years finds the town unrecognizable amidst an industrial boom.
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As the train glided past the ferry-boat and stopped at the depot, I heard a voice at my elbow: 'Is this Aberdeen?' I turned, seeing a little woman dressed in black with an umbrella and satchel. 'This is Aberdeen,' I replied. 'I've no idea what to do; it isn't like it was when I was here ten years ago.' She was going to see her son in Grays Harbor City, but was stunned to see an electric streetcar and two railroads where once there were only stagecoaches. As we passed banks, brokers, and the roaring mills of the waterfront, she seemed lost in wonder. Later, sitting on 'Mineral Heights,' I tried to imagine the city as it was in 1894. How many of the present population of 30,000 were here ten years ago? The smoke stacks, the wholesale blocks, and the fine hotels all point to a city that had outgrown its infancy overnight.
“How many of the present population were here ten years ago? How many smoke stacks sent up their clouds of smoke in 1894?”
This piece captures the rapid, often disorienting pace of Washington's 'boom' era, where resource-extractive towns like Aberdeen exploded in size and infrastructure within a single decade. Today, that cycle of rapid development remains a primary tension in the region, as residents grapple with the preservation of local character against constant commercial growth.
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