Written: September 21, 2008
Today Elizabeth, Barak, and I went to Bamberg. It was an interesting experience.
We met Harry Chrissy at the House of Pizza where we went over strategies and went over what areas we would be covering while we are passing out flyers. He said that we were the lucky ones because we were going first we would be working with people who were in the nicer neighborhoods.
Once we got “out in the field” it was incredibly slow and I would even say that within the first hour and a half not one person would take my survey. It felt a little hopeless at times. I talked to a lot of elderly people who kept saying, “I don’t have time.” Other people wanted to fill it out but were only home on their lunch break or were about to leave for a doctor’s appointment or were filling something out on the computer. But then one lady found out that I was from Clemson and she agreed to take the survey and then others refused to take it because I was from Clemson. We were obviously in Gamecock territory. But with other people, we would knock on their doors and no one would answer and then we would walk on down the road and we would see them leaving their house. Needless to say it got a little frustrating.
We found out that there is a huge drug problem in Bamberg, that everything in Bamberg is owned by 1 or 2 people—such as gas stations or the Piggily Wiggily, and when talking to the people that I surveyed, it was apparent that the cops are very crooked in the town. Harry asked us what our turn down rate was “maybe 2:1” we said that it was more like 3:1 if not worse. I don’t think that Harry was expecting that. He said that people in Denmark were much more concerned about their community whereas these people seemed to brush it off. One lady looked at the map on the back of the survey and said that she liked the neighborhood that she lived in but none of the other ones.
I actually feel as though we would have had a better response from lower income community members. Because it felt as though with the wealthier folks were ignorant of what was going on around them.