September 27, 2020
Only three hours after the end of the Trump boat parade on the Potomac River, the colorful, historic streets of Old Town are already again packed with diverse, lively faces. Vendors sit in tents, their clothes, paintings, and prints advertised for sale telling multicultural narratives. The sun reflects off of the upstairs windows of the two-story brick buildings which adorn signs proclaiming “Black Lives Matter” and American flags from their windows. The majority of people are wearing masks, and with some exceptions, maintaining social distancing as much as feasible. A few eat at the recently opened outdoor seating areas of local restaurants, pulling their masks beneath their noses and chatting casually amongst themselves. There are only glints of remaining paraphernalia from the event- a boy passing by with a confederate flag bandana wrapped tightly on his mouth and nose, a leather-clad, bearded man standing by his Harley Davidson, painted with stickers with such messages as “Don’t tread on me,” and “CoronaHoax.” A few paces away, a police officer smiles and greets the people walking by the stationery shop he guards, gun in holster. A single police car sits only a few paces away on King Street. Old Town is a few, almost invisible, steps away from normal.