Leaving the Buffalo area, the town of Dunkirk was about a day’s
cruise away. While many of the small
towns we had visited in this journey are economically distressed, this little
town takes the prize for the most down-trodden one. The marina and most of the boats there were a
bit derelict looking. As it our habit,
we took a walk to see what we could find in town. We walked about a mile, through what at one
time had been their ‘downtown’. Almost
all the store fronts were empty, dirty, long abandoned. There was the obligatory Post Office, bank, WIC
and unemployment offices. I remember one
gas station, on the highway near the marina.
There was a small strip mall-type development next to the marina, where
we obtained some dinner. Since the
summer season was over, most of those shops were closed, including the one
where we had hoped for ice cream! There
was one small restaurant in town that had a sign advertising breakfast for the
next day. We only saw one large and once
beautiful church just off the main road.
On Sunday morning we went to breakfast at the little restaurant, and we
only saw about six cars at the church – on Sunday morning!
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