Ah sir, you secret buyer
With connections to the Rockefeller’s,
Your vision saved a town.
There were no mice then,
Just an evolving history
Where education and business coexisted.
You set the tone,
Creating a haven
Against the cheesy amusement park world.
I grew up
Playing on Market Square and
Eating ginger bread at Raleigh Tavern.
I worked with wheelwrights
Telling the tale of their immense skill and
Thinking we were better than Orlando.
Then came the hotels,
Then fast food on DoG street, and
Now skating rinks and shooting ranges.
Old money saved Williamsburg.
You did your part.
New money corrupts the tradition.