In Core Sound was a village that might be rightly called a ghost town. Not a single living
inhabitant resides there, as anyone who visits by ferry, beach buggy, or air can attest. In fact, only two things remained in a town the author proclaimed held promise upon its founding in 1753. One is the physical reminders of lifeways gone by, like an enclave of houses and outbuildings maintained by the owners’ descendants. Another was memories of life in a town that started its long, gradual decline by the early nineteenth century.