Crime can still happen in Jamestown
Like many of you reading this letter, I was lucky enough to have been born and raised in Jamestown. I moved to Boston over 10 years ago, but I will always consider the island to be my true home and one day hope to return to raise a family of my own. For the time being, I am content with my status as a weekend warrior.
One of the best things about Jamestown is the fact that it is an island surrounded by the ocean. Many of my fondest memories took place on the coastlines of Jamestown, including places like Mackerel Cove, Green's Pier and right down at East Ferry. A memory that I particularly cherish is the times my mother and I would collect sea glass along the shore. It was always an exciting adventure and yet peaceful and serene at the same time. A few years ago I decided to revisit this hobby and it's something that I truly enjoy and look forward to sharing with my own children one day.
Over the holidays, I took some time off from work and spent a few weeks in Jamestown with my sister. One afternoon I stopped downtown and hopped out of my car to see what I could find on the beach. I was on my way somewhere, so it was going to be a quick stop, and as usual I left my car unlocked, keys in the ignition with my purse and other belongings right where they were. I never even thought twice about locking my car - af- ter all this was Jamestown!
Within those five minutes, in broad daylight someone came along and swiped my purse, including my wallet, blackberry, gift cards and other personal belongings. I don't know if this has ever happened to you, and it might seem a little dramatic, but I felt violated. I was in utter disbelief that this could happen in my little hometown where everyone knows one another and people don't lock their doors.
While I was certainly upset and angry, the next day I realized that the only things taken from me were a bunch of material things. It really wasn't worth it to stay angry or upset. It's an inconvenience to cancel your credit cards and go to the DMV for a new license, but certainly not the end of the world. I quickly remembered that there are far more important things to worry about, like the environment, the war and the safety and health of those around us. I also realize that times have changed and the island, like everything else in life, is evolving.
I wanted to let you know that this sort of thing can happen in our wonderful little town. Like I said, not the end of the world, but I would want to know if this happened in my community.
When I began this letter, my point was simply to inform you of this incident so you could be more diligent. But once I wrote about the experience I realized that what I really wanted to say is that is my love for Jamestown is as strong as ever and both the people and the landscape are one of a kind. Life is about those moments on the beach with your mom where you discover the most beautiful piece of lavender sea glass. And nobody will ever take that away from me.
Kerry M. Clarke