“VILLAGE STORY” – by Ken Corsbie

Diversity in Our Villages; Harmony in Our Culture.



By Ken Corsbie. for  GUYFOLKFEST Magazine

When Romesh Singh asked me to write something with “The Village” theme, I told him that I had neverlived in or near a “village”, and then it occurred to me that the Georgetown street and block where Ilived my teenage years was really just one of very many villages that made up the city of Georgetown, not too unlike Brooklyn and Queens.

So here’s “my village” which, like most Georgetown villages was analmost complete microcosm of the country’s social and cultural makeup. This birds-eye view is 65 years later, but has remained relatively unchanged in outlay. It’s four street borders were East, Middle,Thomas and Murray (politics being what it was, it was later changed to Quamina, but I’ll always know itas Murray Street).  Those four bordering streets was our own 600 yards athletic arena – starting from theTaitt’s Yard, two or more runners would “take off” in opposite directions and race to get back first.  more

Here is the full document.  It has the street and house names noted on top of the map shown below... download> :  VILLAGE STORY – Ken Corsbie

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  • Walter Hewick  On 02/15/2011 at 11:48 am

    Ken, “Village Story,” To resurrect vividly the past and make it live as you did is very therapeutic. Though I did not live in that vicinity, I felt a direct and close affinity with everything. It’s certainly a stroll back home. And what a stroll.


  • Karen Kendall  On 02/16/2011 at 3:50 pm

    I lived in Queenstown for much of my young life,I can definitely feel the enthusiasm and joy of Mr.Corsbie as he recounts his days in Georgetown. I attended St Rose’s HS and many of the families he mentions also attended this same HS. My days in G’town were equally as wonderful, lived through the accounts of adventures experienced by my brothers, for as a girl/young woman, I was forbidden to do much wandering.

  • C L Barrow  On 08/08/2011 at 2:12 pm

    I lived in Wortmanville, ( Durban and Hardina). My boundary was bent st /durban st from louisa row to haley st. There was an alley that me and my friends walked through looking for fruit trees to raid. It ran from Haley st to Louisa row, between bent and Durban st. Those days were happy and care free, we played cricket on the street, in those days Hardina st was not paved, it was made of limestone, and the M&TC water truck would spray water to keep the dust down. Mr Corsbie’s story brings back many memories of my Village.

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