Ellicott City, Maryland, looks like what America was, not what America is becoming.
Located 13 miles west of Baltimore on the Patapsco River, the town was founded in 1772 and soon grew into the largest flour-milling centre in colonial America. Rows of Federal- and Gothic-style buildings built with local granite wind up the town’s Main Street, past the nation’s oldest surviving railroad station at one end and a one-room log cabin built in 1780 at the other. American flags hang proudly from family-owned ice-cream parlours, furniture stores and antique shops.
The town’s small historical centre is largely white and working class, with a lot of families who have lived here for generations. It’s the kind of place where everyone knows each other, where people deliver homemade casseroles to their neighbours and where you check in on those you didn’t see at church. It is, perhaps, the essence of Americana on a 3,000-person scale.
Yet, when Rasha Obaid and her husband Majd AlGhatrif first laid eyes on this most American of mill towns in 2013, they each thought the same thing: “It looked like Syria,” Obaid ed.
The town’s centuries-old stone structures wedged into the Patapsco Valley reminded them of the basalt buildings nestled in foothills of their hometown of Suweida in south-western Syria. And they found the comion and decency of its residents to be a welcome change from the resentment they had heard some people on TV express about Syrian immigrants like themselves, after they came to the US for AlGhatrif to pursue his doctorate.
“We fell in love with the community along Main Street. Even when people here didn’t know us, they’d stop to say hi,” AlGhatrif said. “So, when we were looking for our first home in America, we knew it had to be here.”