MrsMac and my being prepared started in 1987 when we bought a 30' sailboat (Mad Max) and moved onboard. Our home at the time was Seattle Washington and we spent a lot of time in the San Juan Islands of Washington and British Columbia, Canada. We quickly realized that anchoring in a secluded cove about Waldron Island albeit it was beautiful was not cohesive to running to town to by a widget for the boat that had just broke or a quart of milk; Consequently, we had quite the chandlery and mini mart on board Mad Max all the time.
While we were cruising, there were always other cruisers that would share what they had. Whether it be parts, food, or just plain knowledge. Heck we were a floating MAG (Mutual Assistance Group). It was before inexpensive cell phone rates and coverage so we relied on marine VHF along with ham frequencies to keep in touch. For the most part, where ever Mad Max took us (Southern California, back to Washington State, Maryland, Florida, states along the ICW (International Coastal Waterway), New England, that floating MAG group was there.
In 1996 we moved off Mad Max onto dry land into a house in Rhode Island. Our house was on stilts and was over the water twice a day. It was located in a small quintessential New England fishing village in the farthest southeastern part of Rhode Island you could get. Heck, we had to drive into Massachusetts to get to our town in Rhode Island. Our little neighborhood at one time was a row of houses on the shore of the Sakonnet River that was used as storage and docking for bootleggers during prohibition. Once there and established we made friends and we started to call our little neighborhood "The Village". MrsMac and I started up a neighborhood coconut telegraph where we all kept an eye on each other, especially the retired elderly members of the community. and helped out as necessary. Help ranged from loaning a cup of sugar to a neighbor, raising/lowering neighbors docks depending on the season, rushing folks to the hospital, snow shoveling, fixing things, etcetera, etcetera. In the end we were a MAG.
Around 2004 we got the bug to buy a piece of property in NE Pennsylvania for family gatherings, hunting, and as a retreat. We did so in November 2005; However, our real reason was I was becoming uneasy with the way the country was going and felt it was time to prepare if things went south. In 2008 Barrack Obama was elected President and we decided it was time to get serious with living like we did when we were living on Mad Max. Basically, "one is none and two is one" and the newly acquired property was now our lifeboat.
As we went about our early prepping plans, we found ourselves focused inward. We were thinking about us, us, us...our needs. We befriended a neighbor who owned the local pup in town about five miles away who thought like we did but had not begun to prep. Then through the pub we were introduced to locals that too wanted to be more self-sufficient. During this time my brother and his family began to start prepping and they attracted folks in the Philly area to prepping. The MAG grew to about 30-ish people and would meet pretty much monthly to hold workshops on a bunch of topics. We had men and women from all facets of life. We had policemen, RN's, housewife's, farmers, business owners, active & retired military, etcetera, etcetera. It was a great group and pretty much leaderless other than a guy who kind of facilitated things. Heck, we each had our strengths. If anybody needed anything, you only had to ask and one or more of the MAG members would be there.
In 2016, Trump was elected, and everybody took a collective deep sigh of relief and the MAG fell apart over a year's time. Things took precedent over buying preps. Kids were growing up and now in their teens and the focus changed. Although the core of eight original MAG members remained, by 2018, the rest had gone their separate ways.
From 2005 till present, I had facilitated around a hundred seminars on prepping. In libraries, churches, local neighborhoods, you name it. In each case I saw a core group form a MAG and then it would falter as life took over and money along with interests were diverted elsewhere. Some folks stayed with prepping but they were an island upon themselves. No allegiance to a MAG.
MrsMac and I since 2021 have belonged to four MAG's. The original where we have eight but we are all over 65-years old. Another one in Pennsylvania where it is a Signal MAG (Everybody posts their opinion) where no matter how hard I and a few other members tried, most folks would come up with an excuse to not get-together to learn from each other and form a community. Another was in northern New Jersey who talked a big game but again when it was time to meet-up everybody had an excuse to not do so. The fourth MAG is located in Northeast Pennsylvania, and I think has a real possibility of sticking together because everybody wants to participate. The enthusiasm is there, and we continue to move forward. Not at a Arabian Horse speed but at a good steady tortoise pace.
This little bit of background from MrsMac and my journey in preparedness, is the reason for the post's title.
"Community Preparedness vs. Individual Preparedness". From the days of sailing till now, we have realized that if when the SHTF, we cannot survive on our own. The day of the individual bunker or redoubt although sounds good, especially to individualist Americans, you will not survive without belonging to a community or MAG of likeminded individuals. Men & women who will drop what they are doing to answer a call for help or assistance. Men & women who get joy out of lending a hand to a friend. Men & women who first like the fellowship of a MAG and second sharing their experiences to make it easier for the next person. Heck, why reinvent the wheel...Right?
I challenge the folks here on
UP to comment on my experience with MAG's - Good, bad or ugly. Then to comment on your MAG if you belong to one.
Folk's, time is short. Is buying that new vehicle as important as working on your Beans, Band-aides, or bullets? Is going to that umpteenth volleyball tournament with you daughter more important than meeting with your MAG to learn and share experiences in canning, bee keeping, gardening, learning basic patrol tactics, getting your amateur radio license to practice a skill that may be the only way to communicate in the near future? Etcetera, etcetera, etcetera. Last and most important, getting right with the good Lord and his only begotten son Jesus.
Do not become one of the statistics when the SHTF. Do not be one of the folks who show up at my door from an earlier MAG who lost interest and now want help. Do not be one of the folks who sign away their rights to .gov to get food or medicine.
Thoughts?
73 & God Bless
JohnyMac