A couple weeks ago, I had the opportunity to tour more than a dozen progressive small towns and cities in western Washington state; I met many local officials and personally experienced some of their greatest achievements, primarily in the realm of the built environment. Many projects included mixed-use centers, walkable neighborhood designs that connected people to their downtowns and mixed-income housing developments. Some projects were brand new and others were designed to enhance historic charm and character. During the tour, however, I was struck with the realization that something was lacking: only a few of these places or project sites truly fostered intergenerational needs, and in particular the needs of children.
I may have fixated myself on this point, but once it occurred to me, I found myself looking for the “youth elements” of every place we went. Where would young people gather in a place like this? Where would they play? Would they be able to walk or ride bikes safely? I tried to imagine what our future leaders—now children—might say about where they grew up, and whether they would reminisce about these places fondly or scorn them. Would they want to return? It’s hard to say. None of these small towns and cities mentioned their success as including community engagement or youth voices.
While on foot in one particular town, we professionals quickly noted how walkable, sustainable and “new urbanist” the place was. But determined as I was to test its kid-friendliness, I went in search of some—kids, that is. I wanted to ask them what they thought about the place. My investigation took me to a few parks, a recreation center and a groovy little coffee shop/book store that was owned and run by an entrepreneurial clutch of Gen-Yers between the ages of 13 and 19. All good signs. Yet this nonetheless seemed like slim pickings in an otherwise progressive, walkable, mixed-use community lauded for its great achievements. To add to my skepticism, a local official described the town’s median age of 55 as being overeducated and underemployed, and a local resident said it was a great town to raise a family, but that his children had since grown and moved away. My mind grabbed onto his words “moved away,” and I couldn’t help but wonder why others weren’t asking the same question I was: Why are youth moving away from these “progressive” towns?
At last I stumbled upon a group of youngsters who seemed to be, not just strolling casually, but walking deliberately around town. When I asked what they were up to, they informed me laughingly that they were tracking their journey in steps taken, which would then satisfy a physical education requirement at school. I asked what they thought about their hometown and if they thought they would stay, or return as adults. There was a general consensus that there wasn’t much to do in town, and several had grown attached to neighboring Seattle because it “has more to explore and lots of things to do”—an understandable lure for people of any age, but particularly the young. Overall, they seemed to want to talk more about Seattle than about where they grew up.
During the tour, I discussed this trend with a local official, and with some concern, he asked, “How do we change that?” But at the same time, he seemed to indicate his comfort in the aging community because it was calm and quaint. “Calm” and “quaint” I’ll give them. But for those of us on the tour, “progressive” (at least in part) means “sustainable.” And I believe sustainable also means “multigenerational.” It means “viable for youth and working families.”
How does our living democracy ensure the youth get a voice, a seat at the table? What pushes and pulls this phenomenon of youth flight, and what will the impacts be for the places they leave behind?